So about a week and a half ago, I started paying attention to the fact that the underwires in my C-cup bras were causing a decent amount of pain from where they were digging into the outer edges of my, um, "girls." While at work last Sunday, I mentioned something about this to my coworkers, along with a random comment that I might have to suck it up and get measured because my current size was SO not working for me. Here's the best thing about working with a bunch of women. One of the nurses on my floor piped up with, "Oh! I can teach you how to do that!" Thank you, Oprah, for teaching my co-worker to measure bra sizes so she could pass that knowledge on to me...
Anyhoo, being we work in a hospital, we of course had a measuring tape in a random desk drawer (to measure various illness-related things such as wounds and bedsores). I pulled that puppy out and measured me up to a 38-D. And that explains the wires digging in to the sides of my breasts.
So I did what any good woman and consumer would do with this information. I shopped. And I did it as soon as I got home, on the Lane Bryant website. I like Lane Bryant because they send coupons to my house, and I can go on their website, and between my $50 coupon and the sale prices and clearance deals, I can get about $320 worth of stuff for $130. It makes me happy. I know that obtaining more material things should not make me happy, but it does. I happily picked out two lovely balconette bras, some undies, a pair of gauchos (just to test them out), two tank tops, some exercise clothes, and a brown cardigan. I chose the normal shipping, which takes 4-6 days. I started waiting.
I am still waiting.
According to the USPS website, my package was scheduled to arrive in Bethlehem around 6:00 Friday night. No word if it did, in fact, arrive.
The mail came today, and the mailman did not have a box for me. He did have my tax refund, which was certainly a happy thing. But no box. And that means no bras. And that means another day of pain.
And because I didn't have much going on today, I decided to hang out at home and wait for my new bras to arrive before taking a shower and getting ready for the day. As a result, it is 4:00 PM, I have not yet showered, I have to be at work at 6:30 tonight, and I HAVE NO NEW BRAS!
And that is why...well, just check out the post title to see how I was going to finish that.