Wrong Side Out

My mom’s surgery went well and should relieve some of the pain.

Sitting at the restaurant for lunch today and My Oldest Girl says “Dad, your shirt is on wrong side out and backwards.” And it was. Oops.

I guess I’ve been pretty distracted lately. More than I realized.

I hugged the girl and went to the restroom to correct my shirt. There wasn’t much else to do.

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