Have you ever woken up at 1:00 in the morning to hear your husband taking to someone in your home? It is a little more reassuring when you recognize the voice as your brother-in-law that you expected to be crashing for the night, but still kind of disturbing when you hear another voice you don't recognize.
But that's ok, you knew he might bring always-present friend along.
But discovering a third person sleeping on your couch when you get up to go to work the next morning?
Only thing that can make that worse is when your husband shrugs: "I don't know" when you ask who that is.
Or maybe when you come home to discover your brother-in-law failed to lock the door on his way out.
Sigh... I know once upon a time I was the youngest sibling crashing at my older sibling's house, and her spouse probably had a thing or two to say about me when I left, so I will say only one more thing.
He better get me a damn good Christmas present.
And ShyBiker? This pics for you! I know you love my shoeless posts!
And hopefully dedicating this pic to you will distract the rest of the ootd bloggers out there from learning the dark and dirty truth. Despite having loathed working in a shoe-less job, (though that wasn't just because of the lack of shoes, but it did get me off on the wrong foot -ha ha), I haven't been using my shoe wardrobe to its full extent lately. My dirty little secret? Since the snow hit, I've been wearing winter boots to work... and changing into my "meh, in case of emergency" black maryjanes at work. That's right. Same pair of shoes. Four days in a row. The shame.