No pictures with this post.  Just a story about a friend of mine.  A friend, I say.

She has a newborn baby and the den is baby survival zone A.  It has a baby swing and vibrating infant seat.  There is a comfy couch for a sleeping parent, along with some cushy pillows and snuggly blankets.  It also has a TV and the laptop is in there so she will be entertained while she is up with the baby in the middle of the night.  The den is right next to the kitchen, which is baby survival zone B.  It has bottles and formula and snacks for a parent hungry in the middle of the night.

My friend’s den is on the other side of the house from the master bedroom.  Between the two is the all-glass front door.  It has a beautiful curtain which is never drawn.  She said twice this week around 8:30 she has had to answer the door in what she slept in the night before…clothes she would rather not answer the door in.  Why?  Because her options were to either go ahead and answer the door or walk past the door to the bedroom to change and be seen anyway.  So she just answered the door.

The first time it was the landscaper.  My friend said she was wearing a pair of her husband’s boxers and a t-shirt that says “I’M THAT GOOD.”  The second time it was the babysitter (not as bad) and my friend had on a white cotton granny nightgown with, you guessed it, black underwear beneath it!  NICE.  I laughed at my friend, ALOT.  So she has decided from now on to draw the curtain and keep a robe in the den just in case she forgets to do one of them she will have backup. 

I am going to follow her lead.  I am sure glad I got to learn from someone else’s mistakes rather than my own on this one.  😉