Today while wearing mens pj bottoms, an over sized shirt and cooking eggs I get a knock on the door. Normally, if I wasn't expecting someone or didn't know the person I would simply not answer.. But because of the house set up, it was clearly visible that someone was home.
I panicked as I thought about how I looked and what to do, but I know I had no other choice but to answer. I opened the door crouching awkwardly trying to mask the fact that I was cold and bra-less as he gave his speech.. "I'm raising money for our grade 9 trip etc." and I smiled and said, "I'll go get some money."
Then there was that awkward moment.. the one where you/they don't know whether to allow them inside.. and I closed the door in his face.
I ran upstairs, grabbed whatever cash I had and glanced in the mirror and noticed yesterdays mascara presenting the death look, ugh! So I tried to wipe it away as best I could to get him away as soon as possible... I handed him the cash, filled out the raffle and he went on his way.
I can only imagine the things that will be said around our small town...
Gosh I hope I don't win anything!
Age 17. In a covered wagon.