Class

I study in sweatpants & a bra. No big deal—I also study alone in my apartment. On Wednesday evenings, I have a night class. I typically come home around 4:00, walk dog, read for class, go to said class. Last night, I realized it was 6:00 & knew that I had to go. I threw my coat on (kept sweatpants on- it was pouring), headed out the door.

Drove through the ghetto, parked, walked into the building, then to class. In class, I started to take my coat off & I felt a chill. I never put a shirt on over my bra before I left.

Therefore, I sat for an hour and fifteen minutes learning about bankruptcy with beads of sweat dripping down my face. All toasty and warm in my puffy winter jacket. UGH.