some sisterly advise

This past week was rough. I just have not been feeling like my usual positive self and struggling to find joy in my current situation. I was on the phone with my sister Kit telling her that between the home inspection, a botched radon test and daily drive-by's from the buyers, a horrible highlight job that needs repair, a baby that wouldn't sleep for two days and on and on, I was generally feeling that the world was out to get to me. I told her my undies were in a major twisty bunch. Her advise to me. "Sarah, you should stop wearing undies."