This is not a pleasant realization to wake up to.
I did not catch them, they were gone. But for some reason I decided to push my dumpster to the curb anyway. Maybe it wasn’t the garbage man, maybe I hadn’t missed them.
This is the part where I got pretty lucky. They had circled around the block and stopped at a stop sign a few houses up from mine. They saw me pushing my dumpster out and they, very kindly, took pity on me and came back.
I thanked him as he jumped out of his truck to load the dumpster. He just laughed.
My pajama pants are purple with tea pots on them.
Yeah, I’m 25.
But they didn’t. They came back. Nice.
I’m wearing: skirt from Red Velvet, blouse from Wal-mart (don’t judge!), boots are really old but I believe they were originally from UO, purse from Macy’s.
Random acts of kindness, do them. Notice them. Be thankful.
And know that one day you will be exposed in your silliest pajama pants. It happens.
Have a great day! xo. Emma