So... we were in Perth for just a couple of days for a family thing.. I decide to go to Ikea because we need some stuff that you can't get in N-town and turns out there is room in the trailer after all. I'm wearing practical but unflattering clothes.. I haven't bothered with makeup.. My hair is all limp and weird thanks to the rain pouring down outside... I even thought to myself 'Jeez let's hope I don't see anyone I know'
So of course I run into an Ex Boyfriend from 10 years ago.. He comes over to say Hello looking fit and handsome. We have the most Awkward conversation ever. And as soon as I think please Em don't turn red, I feel the hot flush creeping into my face. We both make mention our marriages, our careers, our kids and ask after each other parents, casually talking life up, as you do. Inwardly I'm just cringing at how much older, fatter and frumpier I must look compared to the last time he saw me. I gracelessly wrap things up a bit sooner than is polite and make the speediest getaway possible.
Why is it always the way..? If I had to bump into him at all, why couldn't it have at least been the day before- when I was wearing a cute outfit, having a good hair day and had concealed the bags under my eyes and that pimple on my chin? Or even the day after when I had both kids with me so their cuteness would not only detract from my appearance, but help explain it?
The Mister says if I don't care about the old boyfriend, then why on Earth do I even care how I looked. I can't explain it to him because I'm not really sure myself.. I wish I didn't care. I guess it's pride? Competition? Or maybe just simple vanity? I suspect if I had been looking (feeling) better about myself I would have handled the encounter with much more poise and confidence.
The worst part is I felt so flustered by the encounter I chose the wrong colour shelving (damn you Self Serve!) but no way was I braving another trip to bloody Ikea... so I am just going to live with high gloss white instead of birch!
Anyone else hate being caught off guard? Or do you always leave the house looking respectable just in case?
Vintage mugshots via DailyMail