Gulp
*Insert drumroll please*
I am about two hours away from leaving to go back to Maryland for our company’s "All-Hands Meeting." Frankly, I am unnaturally nervous. Perhaps because I’ve never traveled for business before. Perhaps because I don’t know what on earth is going on. Perhaps because I relented and bought myself $200 worth of new clothes for the occasion.
(Hey, all my old clothes are either threadbare because I’ve had them since 1998 or don’t fit anymore. You think I’m kidding. I’m just now getting around to throwing out a white cardigan that I’ve had since ninth grade. I noticed it no longer has functioning seams at the neck.)
(In case you’re curious, that would be new black dress pants since the others are each at least three years old and have been washed so many times it is impossible to press them. Oh, and new black pumps - really nice ones - since I don’t have any.)
(Matthew thinks I need a shoe intervention. This would only be successful if they stopped making shoes.)
I’ll let you know how it goes. If I still have a job.
