D'oh!
I've been nose-deep in workstuff all day, and just looked up and saw it was almost 3:00 p.m. I knew the local food bank closes at 3:00 p.m., and we had a box of goodies and a turkey to donate for the local Christmas Greeters program. The goods need to be in by Monday in time for the Thursday Greeters distribution, and I know Monday's gonna be crazy with the paper deadline and all, so I grabbed the car keys and the turkey and the dogs, piled into the car, and rushed the three or four blocks downtown to the food bank. Got the goods in as Chenowith was closing the shop up, and yay, she was happy to see the donation. So there we are, standing on the street and talking, and I look down to realize... I'm wearing my flannel PJ bottoms still. D'OH! Had changed out of my jeans after our trip to the coffee shop this morning, and completely forgotten...