Just happily dressed as your least favorite high school art teacher.
Today I walked in fifteen minutes late to relief society + immediately started mouthing apologies to the teacher for making such a commotion in the middle of her lesson. I took a minute to long to find a seat + loudly scooted my way to the middle of the room, stepping on toes + knocking people with my bag. AFTER ALL THIS : I realized I was in the wrong class. At the wrong time. My ward didn't even start for another hour.