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Scenario: It’s Sunday. Lowe’s is closing in 20 minutes. And despite my previous four trips to just about every home improvement store this weekend, I am missing one last item from the house that will let me finish my project.
The only catch? I’m dressed in THAT outfit.
You know the one. The t-shirt I’ve been DIYing in for two days—the one with paint on my left boob, a hole in the armpit, and the world’s shortest short shorts because it’s May and Atlanta and hot as hell in my garage and this is comfortable, dammit. No makeup. Bruises all over my legs. I smell of a rank combination of bug spray, sweat, and sawdust. If I were a cartoon, there would be Pigpen stink lines above my messy, mousy bun. In short: this is what I like to call #DIYsheveled.
Sure, I’m always a little embarrassed when it happens. And it has happened many, many times in one outfit or another—about as equally as me shopping for lumber in a dress and heels that I wore for work. But as self-conscious and very un-blogger-like as it makes me feel, I suck it up and jump in the car anyway… because my project could wait to be finished a day later, but I might lose precious momentum. And the fact is, there aren’t enough awkward stares in the world that will stop me from making progress on this house when all I need are six lousy freaking screws that are just a half inch longer!
I guess today I thought I’d let you guys have a chuckle at my expense, or at least know that you’re not the only one who has ever looked like a hot mess at the home improvement store with your legs a little too on display (funny too that I’m totally fine wearing these when I am with my running group, but it just feels so wrong outside of it!). Can anyone relate?