You always need to be prepared. Always.
See that picture above of the stud in the suit? That’s my husband, Jeffrey.
Lucky girl, aren’t I?
He looks great and he should. I’ll explain why.
See, he had to have a custom suit made for a very special occasion we have coming up soon. A few weeks ago, Jeff and I took a trip with some friends and family members into New York City to visit Alton Lane to have this custom suit made. He had to get inside a booth, strip down to nothing, and then stand there while the machine takes very precise, detailed measurements of every single spot on the body.
When I say he had to have a custom suit made, I mean he actually had to have a suit made because I can’t just go buy one for him off the rack at your local department store. If I were to do that I’d need to get, let’s say, a size 46 jacket to fit his shoulders and chest. The problem with this? His waist is 30 inches (I know, it’s ridiculous!). So, in buying the jacket off the rack he would look like he’s wearing a garbage bag.
Today, we had to make the return trip into the city for the fitting. As you can see, he looks smoking hot. Before Jeff tried the suit on, the gentleman who worked at the store told me he was a bit concerned about how it was going to fit. When I asked what he meant by that he said, “Well, look at him. The guy has the body of a Greek God.”
I died laughing.
I also agreed with him.
Of course, the first time we went there, the same gentleman had explained that the type of build that Jeff has is “…great if he’s going to be an underwear model.” Apparently, suits just aren’t that easy.
Why am I telling you all of this?
Because in needing to get a custom suit made, we had to take these trips back and forth to the city. I normally don’t mind. In fact, I love going into the city. The problem today was that on the way home we got stuck in traffic. We lost close to an hour and a half sitting in the traffic.
But, guess what? I was prepared.
Actually, I’m not being totally honest. I was only somewhat prepared.
I seriously needed to pee. Unfortunately, being grid-locked meant I was unable to pee.
I was, however, able to distract myself from the overwhelming need to empty my bladder because I came prepared with my laptop. I got lost in Monroe and Stone’s story. Before I knew it, we were getting off an exit to bypass the section of the interstate that was closed.
I always try to take either my laptop or my notebook with me when I go somewhere. The reason is twofold. First, sometimes inspiration will come to me when I least expect it and I need to make sure I can, if nothing else, jot it down with a pen and paper. And second, in cases like today, I am able to get work done on whatever story I’m currently working on. When you are writing your third novel and have the story for four more swirling in your head, you need to use all of the free time you have to get them out so they can be shared.
Moral of the story: Always be prepared.
NOTE #1: The tie in the picture is NOT the tie he’ll be wearing with the suit. We simply used it for completing the look.
NOTE #2: I know, he’s one fine specimen.
NOTE #3: If our current work situation ever doesn’t work out, at least I know that he might have a promising career as an underwear model.
NOTE #4: Did you know he is the inspiration for my first book and, subsequently, the first series I’m writing? I’ll give this story another time, but for now just know that he used to be a snowboarder. He used to ride half pipe and he was really freaking good.