On Wednesday, before I left for my retreat for four days, I went to the chiropractor. I had thrown on some black stretchy pants that I thought for sure had pockets. But when I tried to put my keys in my pocket there weren’t any there.
I thought for sure this particular pair of pants had pockets, but I must have put on another pair that didn’t have any.
I went to the chiropractor and then came home to finish packing. As I was throwing things into my suitcase I noticed I packed the pocketless pants I thought I had been wearing.
So wait. What pants am I wearing then??
I decide to look at the tag of my pants to decipher what pants these actually are and as I feel around for it I don’t feel a tag, I feel a drawstring.
Oh no. Oh noooo.
I quickly take the pants off and realize I had been wearing them backwards!
My AWOL pockets had been on my rotund hind end the whole time my chiropractor was working on it!
Along with the drawstring!
Why didn’t he say anything?!
Could it be he knows how to laugh quietly?
Could it be he didn’t notice at all?
Could it be he thought it would be funny for me to walk around that way all day?
Could it be he reads my blog and knew this would make good blog material so he kept his mouth shut?
I don’t know. I just know that after posting about my mishap on Facebook my mother said, “You’re lucky he didn’t try to twist you around to make it right!!”
But that would have made an even better blog post.