So, as if to prove plans were going too well...
I forget a tube of lipstick in my jeans. One of my brightest orange lipsticks, which makes me look good and not like a bleached out vampire. (Which, despite making me look good, my red ones do.) It gets all over my jeans, plus several of my favorite shirts.
...then, one the way to the basement to get the blue tub to soak some of my shirts... I cut the bottom of my foot on something. (I was shoeless b/c I was painting my toenails earlier.) I realize 'ow' but when I check nothing is sticking out of my foot... so I continue up the stairs.
Splattering blood everywhere. (well not really)
I don't realize I'm bleeding until I'm standing in the bathroom and I notice the bloody dots that are following me around.
My mother was not impressed.