Boo

Fiddle­sticks. We have to be in “pro­fes­sion­al dress” for our oral pre­sen­ta­tions in class today. That means all gussied up. I haven’t used the blow dry­er or curl­ing iron since the move, and I have absolute­ly NO idea where they are. Grrrr!

Edit: I did find them. In a com­plete­ly illog­i­cal place, of course.