Knowing it was going to be in the 60s today, all I wanted to do was wear leggings and a sweater dress. So I searched and searched, but could I find my leggings? No. I had to wear pants, as usual.
I was really looking forward to the leggings, too. How many 60-degree January days do we get? Not that many. Give in to my spring fever a little and skipping the pants and thick socks to pretend it's March sounded like such a good idea.
I also really wanted to make the husband a dinner that he'd like just as much as last night's meal. Unfortunately, like the leggings incident, life doesn't always go as planned.