It's the start of jungle season...as in the hairy jungles that are now on my legs! When the cold weather comes blowing in, that's when I get a little lax with the shaving and let my legs become the wild, uninhabitable, hippie jungles that God intended them to be.
Actually, the weather has been super nice - even for being 3/4 of the way through October. This week is supposed to start out in the 80s but settle into the 70s throughout most of the week. I was thinking I could finally change over from quilt to comforter on the bed, but when I checked the weather outlook, it wasn't time yet. But because we've had cooler days here and there, I think I've mentally started preparing for the cooler weather and have not been shaving as regularly as I would during the warmer months. But I didn't think it was THIS bad.
Today is supposed to be a high of 83 degrees. I'm wearing a thin, long sleeve sweater and my black gauchos. Although I did get a pedicure this past weekend, I decided to go with Fall close-toed shoes. I got into the office and sat down at my desk. I rubbed my legs when I first sat down to get over the briskness of the morning (since they were exposed to the elements) only to feel some stubble....I hoisted each leg onto my desk for a closer inspection only to see that I actually had jungles growing...which forced me to think back when the last time I shaved was....Friday (I think).
How embarrassing! Good thing I'm not wearing a skirt and good thing I'm only wearing capri-pants for dance tonight - so that should save me from having to shave beforehand (Amanda - don't look at my legs tonight). But I, personally, hate hair and now I'm going to go through the remainder of the day, all self-conscious, about the hairy jungles I'm walking around with.
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