Being a morning person,  I like to wake up early and get done whatever needs to be done.  It is my most productive time of day,  and my energy level is at it’s peak.  Any appointments or commitments I make are scheduled for the morning hours whenever possible.   By the afternoon I can usually count on few interruptions and I am ready to pamper myself a bit; maybe take a short siesta,  a long hot bath, or whatever strikes my fancy.  I consider it “my” time.

One particular afternoon after a warm relaxing bath,  I decided to take a short nap.  I had barely fallen asleep when there was a loud  “knock, knock, knock” on the front door.  Grumbling to myself,  wondering who could be intruding on my personal time,  I reluctantly went to answer the door.

There stood a man with a horrified look on his face!  I thought his eyeballs were going to pop out of his head!   I gave myself a quick check to make sure I wasn’t exposed somewhere.  Having eliminated that,  I figured he was just surprised and maybe a little embarrased to find me in a bathrobe so late in the day.

“Yes?”

Stumbling over his own words he said “G-g-good after noon Ma’am”,  “I am f-f-from the town clerks of-f-f-f-fice and I am here to ask if you h-h-have an unlicensed dog living in your home?”

I smiled at his apparent nervousness,  but still replied rather rudely,  “No, I don’t sir.”   ”Ok-k-kay”, “t-t-thank you.”  And with that he was gone.

I headed back to my bed to finish my nap when I caught a glimpse of my reflection on  the glass door of my china cabinet.   Now it was my turn to have a horrified look on my face!  I ran into the bathroom to get a good look in the mirror.  No wonder the poor guy looked and acted as if he had seen a ghost when I opened the door.  I had completely forgotten that I put a cucumber facial mask on before lying down!  I must have scared the wits out of him.  Not only was my  face green,  but when I so smuggly smiled at him,  the mask cracked around my mouth!

Needless to say, this was truly the most embarrassing moment in my life.  I never saw the dog registrar again, but I hope someone explained to him that I most likely had some king of cosmetic on my face.  I hate to think  he may have assumed I had some horrible disease.    

Since this episode took place, I have developed the habit of always looking in a mirror before I answer the door!