Self deprecating humor always brightens my week

Today I'm just sort of laughing at myself. I have a sweater on today that I got as a gift last year. It's a nice shade of blue, and very soft. It's also chenille, so it produces a fair amount of lint. This morning when I dropped DS2 off at my mom's she pointed out that the bits of sweater lint were getting caught in my hair as it brushed against my shoulders. So when I got to the office, I looked for my hair clip that I always keep in my desk. It wasn't there. I coiled by hair up and pinned it in place with a pencil to keep it off of my schmutzy clothing. Everytime I left my desk, I found myself brushing lint off my pants, the chair, the cube wall I'd leaned against... I wondered why people were looking at me strangely when I went to my doctor's appointment at lunchtime. Then I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror- the combination of my moulting sweater and the pencil sticking out of my head sort of ruins the polished, professional image I was trying for when I got dressed this morning.