My Short Sleeve Sweater

It's below freezing today.  Obviously, I reached for my sweaters only to be annoyed yet again.

Option one: a turtle-neck (don't ask why I still have this sweater), after I squeezed my head through the neck, I promptly ripped the sweater off because I felt like I was being strangled with a pillow. Apart from that, the last time I washed the sweater it shrunk such that it looked like belly shirt; a long sleeve, turtle-neck sweater, belly shirt!

Option two: a black v-neck sweater.  How can you go wrong with black?  This should work.  Except this sweater was so low cut I needed to wear a tank top underneath to cover the girls.  However, I didn't feel like pulling and tugging at the sweater and tank top all day as each twisted and turned on my body....so I moved on.

My third, and final, choice for the morning was my short sleeve sweater (because that makes sense). The sweater went down to about mid thigh, had cap sleeves and a high enough neck line so that I wouldn't need a tank top, but not so high that I wanted to throw up.  The only problem with my sweater choice was that I was  FREEZING all day!  Sure my butt was warm because I had jeans that the sweater was accentuating that part, however, my arms were frozen such that I ended up wearing my emergency zip up sweatshirt (that I keep on the back of my office chair) all day, which, looked even better with the long sweater hanging out of the bottom enlarging my arse.