True Story:

Today I am wearing my grey sweater dress because we won't be breaking 70 degrees and I was feeling indulgent. Just now as I was walking toward that bathroom I ran through a little holiday fantasy reel in my head: Grey sweater dress and tights at Christmas at Mr. A's parents when it is ACTUALLY cold outside. All warm and fuzzy images... and then I ran into a door. Not face first, but I wasn't paying attention and didn't want to run into the person walking the opposite direction of me and - BAM! My right side met the door.
Hello, Bruise!