Not sure where to file this one, but I've had my toenails painted for a while and there have been a couple close calls where one of my children popped into the bathroom while I was in the shower (glass door) and I had to shoo them away quickly before they saw anything. (For background, out to my wife who's accepting to a point, but doesn't want to see me dressed at all, and no one else in the family knows anything... she has seen my toenails painted and it hasn't been a big issue, she seems mildly amused by it.)
Anyway, today I was tossing some pumpkins into a compost heap which I can reach from my back deck so I was just wearing socks... I missed one and had to walk on the mulch which I thought was dry to pick it up... long story short I stepped in some mud and the socks would definitely need to come off before returning to the house... but the kids naturally were decorating the Christmas tree right there in the living room... I called my wife over to the door and explained that *ahem* my socks needed to come off and could she maybe get the kids upstairs or whatever... she laughed when she figured out what was going on and handled the situation. It was a pretty light hearted moment actually after the fact since the kids were so confused why all of a sudden in the middle of tree decorating that we wanted them to play upstairs for a few minutes!
Anyway, I never thought having painted toenails would "keep me on my toes" so much, since even in the mornings when the kids come in the bedroom sometimes, I quickly check to make sure my feet are covered.
Anyone else have little stories like this? Oh the tangled webs we weave...
VS Fan