People make fun of my town a lot but there is at least one reason you gotta love it...
After cleaning mom's kitchen/deck today...and after picking Jade up from school and taking Kayla to work, I decided to come home and nap for an hour until it was time to pick up Jordan at basketball practice.
Of course I was running a few minutes late, as usual. Still had on my cleaning clothes...hoodie and very baggie sweatpants topped off with a greasy ponytail. It wasn't until I got to school that I remembered that there was a Parent Meeting for all the basketball kids! Ugh.
Since I was late already I couldn't come home and change so I had to dig around in the van for a pair of jeans (which I found..don't judge..I knew they would come in handy) and run into the cafeteria hoping no one would notice that my hoodie was dusty, my hair was greasy and the jeans I had on were about 3 inches too short for me. Turns out, the meeting was very unnecessary and no one seemed too repulsed at my appearance which brings me to why I love my town...80% of the people look like I did today on purpose so when I get caught off guard it's o.k.