One hazard of peddling to work is forgetting an important article of clothing. It's only happened to me once... and Andy loaned me his car to run home and grab a bra.
Today I changed into my pants and discovered my flaps were up... ready to come in for a landing.
We have a little iron for just such emergencies, so I made a little ironing station in Andy's office and got to work on my wrinkled pockets:
It's working, it's working!
Much better!
I love that my office is just like a little home away from home :)
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