Not Looking My Best

Not long after I got home from the gym this morning, my neighbor and his two daughters came by as they canvassed the neighborhood selling for the Girl Scouts. They weren't selling cookies as you would think. Turns out they couldn't find a Cookie Coordinator for the region so they're not doing cookies this year. ?

Anyway, when I heard the doorbell, I had to stop and think for a second if I was going to go to the door or not. I decided I should go get the door, but I really didn't want to. As I stated earlier, I was recently home from the gym so I was all sweaty and stinky. Plus my hair was nasty greasy because I only showered yesterday and skipped washing my hair. Throw two bright red scabs on my lips from healing cold sores into the mix and it doesn't paint a very pretty picture. I wasn't feeling my cutest to say the least.

If only they'd come an hour later, once I had showered and put on make up. I only see these people as they drive by my house or as I drive by theirs. They're going to think I'm the icky lady on the street.