Why is it that I always run into someone (a boy) I would like to impress the day before my hair appointment (currently sporting dark roots and flat hair), the week my complexion decides to relive my early teen years, and on the absolute last day I can get away with not doing laundry (wearing the leftover black shirt from the back of the closet that doesn’t quite go with these jeans)?

I said a breezy “Hey, how are you?” and tried to keep walking, but no. He wanted to have an extended conversation, allowing me plenty of time to kick myself for not fluffing my hair before coming inside or staying up a little later to throw in a load of laundry. At least I was wearing makeup.

Did I mention I also have a sinus infection, so I had that whole mouth-breathing, sexy congestion voice going for me, too?