Blood not getting to my brain.

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Maybe it’s all this working out or I’m just uber-focused, but I left the house for the gym today in my slippers.

My son hasn’t stopped laughing about it yet. Addled in my old age, he says.

What I think is sort of funny is that I realized I’d done it when I drove to the bottom of my driveway, but I didn’t care enough to turn around and change into real shoes.

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21 thoughts on “Blood not getting to my brain.

    • True! I did go out once with two different shoes on. What was sad about that was that they weren’t even remotely the same shoe and even had different heel heights but I didn’t notice until I’d walked through Wal-Mart for half an hour. That was awhile ago, thank goodness.

  1. Doug Hart says:

    Like KS, I am the king of wearing my shirt inside out. That and wearing it front side to the front. That’s an east catsch because it doesn’t feel right if you have the back to the front. One would think one would get it right half the time but Noooooooooooooooooooo. I am batting about 25 out of a hundred.

  2. tundrawoman says:

    I’ve told my World’s Longest Roll of TP impaled on the bottom of my hooker heel and drug down the hall from the Ladies Room, paraded across the Lobby and through the dining room of a very exclusive eatery story already.
    Yep, it does happen and not in someone’s Comedy routine.
    (My face still gets red when I recall the event all these years later.)
    My late DH showed up on a job site in the dead of winter in his slippers-that’s before I was around, but in view of the above, I may not have noticed his work boots were still sitting next to the door when he left for work. In -20.
    Hey, we’re busy-thinking, focusing, concentrating on stuff that’s too ethereal for the pedestrian concerns of footwear, right? 😉
    TW

  3. Have I had my breakfast yet? Something I once asked sat at the kitchen table with an emptied bowl of cornflakes in front of me – the kids don’t let me forget that one!

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