I got up this morning, put on my "work jeans" as I intended to mow the yard, and finish clearing the last section of the parking strip to plant the flowering ice plant. I am dressed to shoes to take the kids to school. Beth desperately needed an item from Wal-mart so we dropped the others and backtracked to the store. got her item, and headed to the car.
When I first sat down (taking the kids to school) I thought I'd sat on a piece of paper. But didn't bother to check. After walking through Wal-mart when I returned to the car I had the same feeling.. so I went to remove the paper/item... yup, you guessed it. The left side of my jeans is torn.. BIG hole, like the size of my hand. So I'm officially total white trash as I've now shopped Wal-mart with my cheek showing.
Sad part is, I care more about the fact that my FAVORITE work jeans are basically dead. :o(
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