And then my brain melted and oozed out of my head.
I don't wear my "going out" shoes around the house. For one thing, most of them are uncomfortable in situations where I have to constantly step over things, but for another, I just don't like to wear heels doing housework or hear them click all over the hardwood floors. So I wear something - flip flops, croc slides, etc. - when I am in the house and then change shoes before going to work. Sully enjoys this change, because then he KNOWS I am leaving by the clickity clack of my "out" shoes :-) Today I stayed pretty busy right up until time to leave, and I'm still trying to figure out the time frame for when I can leave and get there RIGHT at 1:00, because I really don't like to get to an hourly job one second earlier than I start getting paid to be there. I left right on time and had an easy drive over to the university...aside from the guy who was going 30 in a 45 zone...hate him. Anyway, as I was turning into the gates of the campus, I suddenly realized: I had not changed shoes! I was wearing squishy black and lilac crocs with my brown and burgandy outfit!!!
I seriously could not believe that I left my house without even CONSIDERING the shoes I was wearing. I mean, what if I had been wearing slippers?
In other news, the work lady DID offer to pay me for my work today, but I told her that any of it I finished at the work place I wouldn't ask her to pay for. But I did ask her to pay for any graphics I had to purchase. So at least I won't be out any money on that type of thing.
*yawn*
I'm going to work on this invitation design for an 8-year-old's b'day and then figure out how I'm going to make all the goodies I need to make next week without passing out from sleepy.
I seriously could not believe that I left my house without even CONSIDERING the shoes I was wearing. I mean, what if I had been wearing slippers?
In other news, the work lady DID offer to pay me for my work today, but I told her that any of it I finished at the work place I wouldn't ask her to pay for. But I did ask her to pay for any graphics I had to purchase. So at least I won't be out any money on that type of thing.
*yawn*
I'm going to work on this invitation design for an 8-year-old's b'day and then figure out how I'm going to make all the goodies I need to make next week without passing out from sleepy.