Every once in a while I have evening meetings at school, which usually means I'm running around like a crazy woman. I did a brief presentation, answered questions, and collaborated with other staff afterwards. I knew this afternoon would be busy...I pretty much rushed home, fed the kids, got Noah ready for bed, and then headed back to work. I couldn't believe how smooth things were feeling when I walked out the door. I managed to take care of the kids and get all of it done without having to change into a totally new outfit for the evening! Woo hoo! That's an accomplishment!
I finish my portion of the meeting, go to sit down, cross my legs and happen to look down. Staring me in the face is the most offensive spit-up resting on the cuff of my pants. How did freakin' baby food end up on the cuff of my pants??? I seriously could not focus the rest of the night because I was obsessively, yet discreetly, inspecting the rest of my outfit. Why do I bother? Why?
3 comments:
Always pack a pair of black yoga pants for emergency use, such as this! You never know where spit up, leftover food, or toys will appear. I have found small horses in my pockets, or cuffs of my pants. Not quite as fun as finding a 20 dollar bill, but amusing at least.
I'm just impressed with how much you accomplished in a day. Sometimes I wonder where the day goes. Are you always expected to work after the sun goes down? You shouldn't be so critical with what you look like after completing all that you did.
It happens to those of us that dont have kids too (aka - for those of us who dont have an excuse). Today, as I was about to meet with a VP who is new to our company, I noted something on the left sleeve of my sweater. It was awesome. I rolled my sleeve up a little, but I was obsessed as well.
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