It all started like a very good Beatles song. You know: woke up. Got out of bed. Dragged a comb across my head. Found my way downstairs and I drank a cup. Looking up, I noticed I was late. Found my coat and grabbed my hat. Made the bus in seconds flat. Found my way upstairs and had a smoke. Then somebody spoke and I went into a dream.
Except that I found my way into the dining room and had a bowl of high fiber cereal instead of coffee. And I don't really comb my hair. I just took my asthma meds, put in my contacts, and brushed my teeth. (Come to think of it, I forgot to even take my vitamins.) I was running late, though, because I spent a lot of time cleaning Tycho's litter and petting him. However, forget grabbing my coat and hat, because I could not bring myself to put on pants. The thought of getting dressed for real was incapacitating. Probably I could have handled throwing on a pair of jeans and a ratty t-shirt, but it would not be appropriate to show up for my consulting gig that way.
So I did the next best thing. I decided to work from home in my Krispy Kreme t-shirt that is longer than most dresses I see women wearing these days. I read plans and had conference calls. I wrote something for BlogHer on how Fox rejected a new Trojan ad because it was about preventing unwanted pregnancies, which they do not consider a health-related issue. I revised my poorly written memoir piece to share with my writing group tonight. All this was accomplished without wearing any pants.
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By pants do you mean trousers or underpants? And if you mean no underpants were you wearing trousers? (from a bleary eyed Mara, cracking jokes from the UK, where people snicker every time I say I am trying to get into my pre-maternity pants)
ReplyDeletehaha, yay for no pants!
ReplyDeletealso, immensely enjoyed the beatles reference. highly amusing
I agree, yay for no pants!!
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog. I shave my pussy bare (good point about the descriptive word, by the way) because I get more oral sex that way and also I have come to enjoy the smooth feeling. Is that a good enough reason or will you be making fun of me? I'll still be shaving but I was just curious.
That's a good day. TOday I had to put on (a skirt) to go to the store. Bah.
ReplyDeleteHi dirty filthy princess! Welcome to CUSS. I don't make fun of anyone who is intelligent, and many of my fine blogging friends are snatch waxers. I hope you'll stick around.
ReplyDeleteMara, I was wearing pants (albeit ones from the day before - I'll admit it) but not trousers. Thanks for the chuckle.
ReplyDeleteMy dream is to be able to work with no pants on. And by that I mean work from home, not as a stripper or hooker or a Congressional Aide : )
ReplyDeleteSounds like a perfect day to me. :)
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