I’ve found that one of the best ways to force myself out of my comfort zone is to wear a white sweater. When you’re wearing white, the threat of mysterious stains and dirt looms a bit more ominously than it does when you’re wearing any other color under the rainbow. A few small droplets of coffee, one quick brush against your dirty car door, and your “cute white sweater” becomes a boring white canvas that prominently features your inability to sip orange soda without spilling. Black may be the preferred color of choice for tough motorcyclists and ninjas, but I’ll bet even Batman couldn’t keep a white batsuit (bat suit? bat-suit?) clean all day.
Over the weekend, I managed to keep this white sweater clean for an entire day. Stainless, spotless, hopefully-this-will-come-out-in-the-wash–less.
So, I guess it’s settled then.
Grace = Tougher Than Batman.
That formula is for SURE going on my tombstone.
Have a great Tuesday!