Ever just want to be left alone

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Have you ever had one of those days when nothing goes right from the moment you wake up from a bad nights sleep? Today is one of those days for me. I am grumpy, grouchy and all sorts of out of sorts. It is the sort of day that you growl at the guy giving you your caffeine!

This sort of day does not mix well while being kilted. I was just not in the mood to deal with the gasps, the looks and worse of all the questions. This is the day I am having today.

So what in the world was I thinking when I got up this morning and donned the kilt? I know better. Most days it is not a problem, but today??? Sheesh... I guess you know that the kilt has just become part of your wardrobe when this happens. It was next in the closet, so I put it on. I could of gone with the shorts that were next to it.... but nooooo.... Oh well, at least being grumpy in a kilt is better than being grumpy in trousers...

A couple of bright spots for today though. My long lost clan shirt miraculously appeared in my closet again today. I have been looking for it for weeks with no luck. The wife, who has also been looking for it, mentioned she had not found it either. The best thing I can figure is some strange person came into the house, stole this single shirt, and then brought it back clean and pressed (meaning it certainly was not MY wife )

Also at lunch today, my wife and I went to Taco *ell for a quick burrito. Inside was a father and his two young daughters. All throughout lunch, these two little girls kept staring at me. Finally one of the little ones asked her dad in a loud whisper.... "Why is that man wearing a dress, Daddy?" Dad, without skipping a beat said... "that is a kilt Honey and it is OK for men to wear them"

That almost, but not quite, pulled me out of my funk.

On the way home from lunch, I stopped to put gas into my truck (YIKES... $100!!!) and that did not help my mood at all. Entering the gas station there was a group behind me that I can only figure was a family-type unit. Two teenage girls, A teenage boy (boyfriend) and a middle aged mother. One of the girls asked what I wore under the kilt.... Being in the mood I was I said "find out for yourself!" When she started to reach for the pleats I was stunned and that is when mom shrieked "He was KIDDING!!!!" That pulled me out of my funk!

Just for giggles, this is what I had on....