I have some out of control blump, and TBH, hair ties are cutting it until about 4 pm. As soon as I walk in the door, I have to fully unzip. So I thought I would put my big girl pant(ie)s on and buy some maternity pants with the discreet stretchy side panels. I ordered, I was tracking them, they were delivered Wednesday. Sweet! But I got home, no package. Checked again. It still said "delivered" (don't know what I expected).
The next day, still no package (still clueless), so I looked again. I HAD THEM DELIVERED TO MY OLD ADDRESS. I literally typed in the wrong address. I could be sitting here in maternity jean glory, but instead, I had a fart in my brain due to pregnancy, resulting in pregnancy discomfort. Way to go there, grown woman. I guess I'll have to show up at my old house and ask for them? I did ask my old neighbor to go steal them off the porch if possible.
Please reassure me that I am not alone in the doing dumb stuff thing and tell me what boneheaded things you've done this week. And let's blame all of them on hormones!