So I'm having a bad day and need to vent. Pardon me.
I was wearing my favorite pair of brown pants - thick brown and tan herringbone wool trousers with a cuff from J.Crew.
I *heart* them.
So you can imagine the heartbreak when my stiletto caught on the cuff, ripped
through the cuff in two places, and sent me falling down half of a looong flight of concrete steps. When I managed to pick myself up, was I worried about the throbbing pain in my wrist? No. Was I concerned about the sharp pain in my ankle when I put weight on it? No.
I was concerned that the fabric on my gorgeous pants was fraying too much to be mended. Nooooooooo!
So now I'm grumpy, and my left wrist and ankle are in pain. This is no good considering DH and I are going to Tahoe for nine days this weekend. DH even asked if I was trying to hurt myself so I wouldn't have to snowboard the entire time. Nooooo, my darling husband. No.
So now I'm sitting on my butt waiting for Lost. I hope it's a good one because I need a pick-me-up. :(
1. My pants are done. Gone. Buh-bye. Grrr.
2. However, my wrist is just bruised, not sprained. AND I'm about to go on vacation for a week - hee!
