I call those my 'undone' days. The days when no matter how I look I feel as if there is toilet paper hanging out of my underwear and I am standing in front of my class and no one says a thing. Or like that day I went to work with food poisoning with my dress on backwards. You get my drift, right?
What always amazes me that even on those 'undone' days people hardly ever notice. I need to remember that on those days. I should just smile and pretend that everything is just peachy because everyone doesn't need to know my stuff. And I do not want everyone to know my stuff. There are days when even I do not know my stuff.
Those 'undone' days do make me more appreciative of the 'normal' days and for that I am grateful.