Tonight was the staff Christmas function. I decided to make an effort and (gasp) actually wore makeup and a dress, and high heels. When I walked in you could hear the sound of 30 jaws hitting the floor - "ohmigod you're a girl!" Scary. Everyone was looking at me, I felt like disappearing into the woodwork and ended up coming home early after a couple of wines and a very large steak.
Now I'm going to get horribly drunk and pretend like today never happened. Christmas cheer anyone?