Have to go to a big birthday bash, tonight, and despairing about what to wear, as it's going to be full of stuffy academics who will give me the side-eye for looking too attractive, at the same time that my husband will balk, if I overshoot and go too dowdy. Decisions, decisions.

He just puts on a clean shirt, combs his hair, and walks out the door. 😭

I hate parties.