My spouse and I needed to pick up some auction items that we won, make a return to kmart and run a couple of errands. It meant that we'd be driving to Las Vegas. I'd finally worked up the gumption to make the trip en-femme... and then... as we're walking to the door... knock, knock, knock. I say to her, "I'm not opening the door." I head for the bedroom and she gets the door. Spouse's bestie stopped by to see what we're up to... After a couple of minutes, I realize that bestie isn't leaving so I pull a shirt and pants and ditch my skirt and blouse. I head outside to greet bestie, we talk, she takes off and we drive off to Vegas. Ok, I think I've decoded that I need to tell bestie. I can't freak out every time she comes over. There are times that I've had to find a button up shirt over my bra and I almost always have my nails painted on the weekend. She should be ok with my choice of clothing. We've never heard bad comments from bestie regarding a person's lifestyle.
Oh, and the auction purchase was a group of purses that we bought to resell but we may keep a couple for spouse and myself.
We also found that we had $40 in points at kmart. Something about buying clearance stuff a couple of days ago. It was great being able to go on a shopping spree and not having to pay for the stuff!
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