Something bizarre has been happening to me lately. I’m not sure what to make of it.
I’ve been putting my pants on differently. For the entire section of my life in which I have been wearing pants, I have always been a right-foot-first type of gal. Recently, I have been putting my left foot in first. Not every time, just sometimes. Usually at night. Why am I putting pants on at night? Because there’s too much dog hair not to cover one’s ass while in my house. And I’m not talking pants pants, I’m talking yoga pants.
What does it mean? Is there a right brain/left brain battle going on in my wee little noggin? And why do I find myself a bit wobbly when I’m doing the left-foot-first maneuver? Try it – it’s surprisingly hard to do.