Hot mess

Today wasn't exactly my finest day. I got a call as I was going into my office at 8 a.m. that a new international student had arrived and was in front of the housing office with all her luggage and needed help. I turned around right away and walked across campus to Crumley Hall. As I was crossing the street, I saw the girl out in front of the building and smiled and waved. As I was stepping up on the curb, all of a sudden my heel caught in a crack in the cement. I staggered ... and staggered ... and ended up in a pile at her feet. The girl just looked at my with a shocked expression, not sure what to do. Something that is embarrassing in all countries: Falling flat on your face. I popped up, and laughing in embarrassment, said, "Hi! I'm Meghan. Welcome to UNT!"

I got my hair cut short on Saturday. This morning I spent lots of time styling it in preparation for the haircut "debut" at work today. Well somehow in the course of walking across campus to the housing office, walking back across campus to get my car to go drive the student to her dorm, moving her luggage up the stairs, and going into a dorm room that hadn't had the air turned on in months, I started sweating. And by sweating, I don't mean girly glistening. I was sweating hardcore. (Who doesn't love Texas in August?) My hair was soaking wet. And as it finally started to dry, it curled up, puffed up, and got weird kinks in it. Figures - I didn't have a brush or hair ties or a head band or bobby pins in my purse today. I had to walk around work all day with a giant birds nest on top of my head. What's worse is that everybody of course noticed that I got a haircut and was like "Oh, you got a haircut ..." I had to promise them to give my 'do another chance tomorrow. And of COURSE, a guy that I hadn't seen in forever stopped by my office today to see if I wanted to have lunch. So, I had to go to lunch, birdsnest and all, telling myself the whole time "it's what's on the inside that counts, it's what's one the inside that counts..."

Yes, my friends, today I was in fine form. And I think I sprained my ankle.

Thank you, God, for giving me the ability to laugh at myself. You definitely know how to make life more interesting, that's for sure.