(stretching…yawning…more stretching…lots more yawning) Getting out of bed, I’m sporting my black sweats and a black tank top. Throwing open the closet doors, hands on my hips, I survey the scene.
Hmmm…today should I wear black, black or black? Oooh, perhaps I should wear black! Or should I wear black? Eventually I settle on something black. I then put on my black socks and black shoes. I bundle up in my black fleece, and grab my black purse before heading out the door. I stop for a coffee and pull out my black wallet.
I go home in the evening and say to myself, hmmmm, I should probably do some laundry. I guess I’ll do a load of blacks and then maybe follow up with a load of blacks!
Apparently I like to keep things simple. (or I’m just reeeally boring)