This post might come under the Too Much Information category, so I’ll forgive you if you want to tune out.
I went to water aerobics this morning. I’d gotten up early and donned my two-piece swimsuit, pulling on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt as a cover up. The water aerobics class didn’t begin until ten, so I went to my favorite coffee shop and worked on my current manuscript, managing to wrack up 1200 plus words in two hours. Not bad for a Saturday.
My watch alerted me when it was time to head to the pool and I arrived at Trousdale aquatics center with a few minutes to spare. My plan was to burn a ton of calories during my class, pack them back on at Sweet Pea Cafe, and then arrive back at Doright Manor before Studly Doright made it home from golf so I’d have my choice of nap locations. Dibs on the sofa!
About midway though froggy jumps, I realized I’d forgotten to pack my bra and undies. Hm. So as soon as I got out of the pool I stretched out on one of the loungers, soaking up the sun. But the clock was ticking. If I wanted that sofa nap I was going to need to take drastic measures.
In the locker room I pulled my T-shirt over my sort of soggy swimsuit top, but the bottoms were still really wet. So, I did something I can’t remember ever having done in my life. I pulled my jeans up over my naked bum and went commando.
Even though there was no way anyone could possibly tell I had no knickers on, I felt like I was wearing a scarlet letter on my forehead: C for commando or B for breezy. I gobbled down my lunch and scurried back to my car, then raced home, pulling into the driveway just minutes ahead of the competition.
And yes. I got the sofa—but only after I added undies to my ensemble. Going commando isn’t going to be my new norm. I promise.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
ha ha ha!
Never too late to try something new… )
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YOLO, right??
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Lol. This is epic actually xxxxxx
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And absolutely true!
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Brave woman! I think it sounds horribly uncomfortable…
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It wasn’t awful. I just don’t ever want to do it again.
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I also kept thinking about that old saying… clean undies in case of a car accident… 😉
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My grandmother always said we should have clean undies in case we had an accident. Since she didn’t specify what kind of accident this rather confused me.
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I had to do that this morning! My partner was supposed to be heading to the shower, and I was getting changed after mine. He was mucking about, so the delivery person heard us! I had to put on clothing on with no underwear, I was so miffed. My partner run into the shower. It is such a weird feeling!
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😉
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Have to say, this was a riveting tale. You know what the best part was? The race to the best nap spot xD How lovely that sounds. I cannot wait for a day to race to a good nap spot. Yesterday I was trying to take a nap on the sofa after a sleepless night of soothing an ill infant, and my 3 year old was poking me to wake me up because it was ‘daytime’. When you said you pulled in the drive and managed to secure the best nap spot… I felt that in my bones hahaha. A similar thing happened to me re the bathing suit before work… I usually used to use the gym before work and drive there in my workout gear before changing into my work clothes after a shower. Well one day I got out of the shower only to realise I had forgotten my blouse. Thankfully it was winter and I had my coat so I just zipped it up and went to the local store to get a jumper. Going commando doesn’t sound fun, but I am glad it won’t be the new norm 🙂
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Oh dear! Toddlers are so, um, helpful!
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Hilarious!!!
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Glad you liked it!
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Ain’t no shame in the no undies game.
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Ha!!!
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