I obviously did not remember the note to myself

Today the appraiser was coming to appraise the house. He was suppose to be here between 8-9am. My realtor ask him to come closer to 9 since we have 4 small children. He said he was going to leaving his office in a town 20 miles from here at 8am.

I get up, take my shower, dress my lower half, kick my husband out of the bed, make my bed, go into the kids room to make sure that they are making their beds, I go to the window and decide to open the shade, Please remember I stated that I had dressed my lower half...NOT my upper half... I open the shade and OH MY GOOD GRIEF.....Sitting IN my driveway at 7:50am is the appraiser. The saggy beastfed boobs are just THERE for all to see. HOLY CRAP! Off to the living room I run. I have left my shirt and bra on the table since I figured last night that I would have a little time. Of course, then the freaking door bell sounds as I stand in my living room with NO SHIRT ON. Throw my bra on, throw my shirt on answer the door.

He kindly points out that my shirt is on backwards. Around the same time our resident nudist Hannah comes out of the bedroom completely nude stating she wants to eat her breakfast without clothes on. He just looked at me like we were some sort of circus freaks.

Nice....

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