Remember when you were a kid and no matter how hard you tried, you always seemed to button your jacket, sweater, shirt wrong? So you went around all day with one end higher and one end lower instead of the desired symmetry – until someone either fixed it for you or you were forced to redo the buttons yourself.
Well that was my experience this morning – except, it was my front hook bra, and nobody helped me fix it.
It took me 5 tries.
And the day went downhill from there.
Lesson learned – if you can’t hook your own front-hook bra on the third try, just go back to bed.
On the other hand, I didn’t have to wonder what to blog about today.
I have thoughts…but probably shouldn’t share…bra hook memories flooding my brain right now…good times.