Clothing Disaster
Sooner or later, I knew it would happen.
Dressed for a speaking engagement today, I raced out of the house with a cup of coffee and managed to spill the entire contents down the front of my dress.
Determined not to let the disaster sink my ship, I laughed it off and changed into a suitable but second-choice dress. I was about out the door when one of my dogs, an oversized puppy, bounded towards me with muddy feet. Strike two.
I finally made it to the event clean enough - but with an all but empty closet.