But I promise it IS going to happen.
See, I’ve already had Andrea create a cute graphic for it and everything!!!!
Put in on your calendars for August 18th!!! It’s happening.
Well, I’m going to have to give you a little background on why, and along the way you are going to get to hear THE MOST HUMILIATING STORY IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD.
And I promise, I’m not over-selling it.
MOST. HUMILIATING. STORY. EVER.
YOU’RE GOING TO WANT TO DIE FOR ME.
But before we get to the actual story, let me give you a couple of reasons why my Target shopping trip and blog post have been postponed.
It all happened super fast, and we had just a little under 2 weeks to get our house market ready.
Some work we’ve done ourselves, and some we’ve hired out to Mark the Handyman (who was recommended to us by our realtor).
AND….we are leaving town soon for a little family vacay.
So see? We have lots going on.
(All of this is also why I’m not going to start recapping Bachelor in Paradise until Week 3. But don’t worry, I will start recapping it after the blog’s birthday week!)
I had it tentatively planned that on Saturday morning I was going to leave the little man at home with daddy and I was going to head to Target.
Saturday we woke up and were cleaning like crazy (Handyman Mark had been at our house Wednesday – Friday, and the house was a mess) when I got a text from Candace, the special mama from the last two weeks.
Y’all remember Candace right?
Of course you do.
Remember to check out her organization Counting on Hope if you want t-shirts with a message, or check out her blog HERE where she writes about day to day life with her family, which includes sweet Camden, her oldest son who has Autism. She is sooo funny (even though she doesn’t think she is), and she keeps it real..but she always focuses on hope! If you are needing some encouragement, you will probably find it on her blog!
Well, before we went shopping for Candace, I ordered her a handful of things that I was afraid were going to sell out before we actually went shopping together.
Those items had finally come in, and she was asking if she could swing by to get the stuff.
Here’s a screen shot of our text thread.
Start with Candace at 10:42 a.m. saying “Okay if I swing by in about 30 mins?”
So, after the last response from Candace (directly above), I then texted Candace back and said….
AND I QUOTE…
“It’s 11:00. I don’t even have on a bra yet. And (if) we’re being honest…no pants either.”
I didn’t text the message to Candace.
Not even close.
I texted it to Mark.
Here’s the screen shot of my text to Mark. The handyman.
I can’t even.
I just can’t even.
So let me walk you through exactly what happened.
I had started to text Mark a couple of minutes before Candace texted me.
I was going to tell him that Chris was able to get a spot off the carpet that we were worried about. However, I had become distracted, and I never actually wrote the text to Mark (even though I had pulled up his name).
And then Candace had texted me, and I had texted her back.
And then somehow his name popped back on my screen.
So, I typed out my response to Candace (you know…the one where I disclosed I wasn’t wearing a bra or pants) and pressed send.
AND THE VERY SECOND I DID, I REALIZED WHAT I HAD DONE.
I was screaming.
“NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!” in the highest pitched voice imaginable.
But funny thing, the message still sent.
My heart rate elevated, my cheeks flushed, and I started sweating.
My hands were shaking, and I couldn’t type fast enough.
What I texted to him afterwards didn’t even really make sense, but I was just trying to get words over to Mark (you know, words that didn’t involve me sexting him) ASAP.
And did you see his response?
“It’s okay. Happens to me all the time.”
After some reflection, I’m guessing that him texting the wrong people happens to him all the time.
Not that random women telling him that they are barely wearing any clothes happens all the time.
I don’t really know Mark all that well.
So who knows.
When I called my parents to tell them, I made them both get on the phone for me to tell the story.
And I don’t believe I’ve ever in my life heard my mom laugh harder.
When I went out in the garage to tell Chris, he just looked at my dumbfounded.
Like he couldn’t even think of anything to say. He didn’t even laugh.
He just looked at me.
With a blank stare.
Now, just in case any of you would like a visual of what I looked like while all of this was going on, here you go.
That’s it for today girls.
Remember that Shopping with Sheaffer TARGET Edition is happening Monday, August 18th.
Shopping with Sheaffer OLD NAVY Edition is happening Wednesday, September 17th.
Where would you like me to go next?!?