Yesterday afternoon, I realized that this week just wasn't going like I had hoped it would (it was a Wednesday, though, and I think I have blogged about how Wednesdays are just not always the best days for me). By the end of the day, I wanted to ask what else could go crazy, but I was afraid to...for fear of tempting fate.

This morning was a fairly good morning. Iliya woke up in a good mood, we found my sister's jingle bell necklace (that Iliya had put in such a special place that we couldn't locate it - read: hidden it), I dropped Iliya off at school with relatively little resistance, and I made it to work with several minutes to spare.

Nothing major happened, but I still had that "blah" feeling (okay, so I'll be honest & say that I'm a bit hormonal right now, too, just in time for the holidays!) leftover from yesterday. After I'd been at work for almost 2 hours, I went into a co-worker's office to help her with a computer issue, and I realized that my shirt felt really tight around my neck. It is one of those 'gap' knit shirts & just didn't feel right this morning.

That's when I realized that I'd gone around the entire morning with my shirt on backwards. That's right, I have no shame. I'd put my shirt on backwards & didn't realize it for several hours.

And that's how my week has been. Not a bad week...just one of those "backwards shirt" kind of weeks.