This morning while getting dressed for work I opted to go sleeveless. Now, if you knew me in real life you’d realize that I never go sleeveless unless I’m staying at home or desperately hot. But, while getting ready for work I decided to live dangerously and wear a sleeveless shirt to work.
I thought it would be a big deal, but alas NO ONE has said a word to me about it. The flowers I bought for my desk got more attention than my matronly upper arms. On one hand I’m thrilled that I’m getting away with it, but another part of me wonders if the reason I’ve not heard a word is because it’s all being said behind my back.