It's not like this is a frequent occurrence or anything, but it happened this morning, and, gotta say, equal parts smile-inducing and internally awkward.
I got up, showered, got dressed, made one last check in the mirror, and thought:
"Hm. Maybe a little more go-go dancery than is strictly work appropriate."
Day 27 of my month of gratitude: I am thankful for aging gracefully.