For so many reasons.
But one of the ridiculously good reasons it was intense is because my friend Erin asked me if I wanted "a few pairs of jeans" she was getting rid of since we're the same size and we're both tall.
"Sure!" I replied. "Thanks for thinking of me!"
And then she brought in a TRASH BAG FULL OF JEANS.
I mean, you guys, a trash bag.
(I just heard Sara's heart go pitter-pat all the way from Iowa.)
And this girl? Buys really nice stuff.
The bag of pants stared at me all day. I was dying to open it up and try them all on.
And then I went to work at the karate school after work.
So I had to wait even longer.
I MEAN. TORTURE.
But I just got home. And I opened the bag. AND YOU GUYS.
And they all fit perfectly.
Like I said.
Today was intense.