Typical Me

Since it's still not quite the weekend, I thought I'd give all of my faithful readers a good story, and good visual to tie y'all over.

Yesterday was laundry day. Or laundry have-to-do day, since commando-styling it was outta the question (get my drift...). Anyway, I go into the laundry mat, put all of my clothes in (that's right, I jammed all my colors in 1 load and whites in another--I'm thrifty!) and then realize that I really wanted to wash the khaki shorts that I had on, since I had gotten a pen mark on them a few days earlier. I really didn't want to go all the way back to my apartment to change shorts, and lucky me, I found a pair of black soccer shorts in one of the washers. So...while looking back and forth between the not one but TWO openings to the laundry mat, and praying that no one would walk by or come in--especially not anyone I knew...I quickly changed my shorts and put on the black ones. This may have been one of the more daring moves that I have ever attempted in my life. But...

Success.