It was a hot day at the September Fur B Q. It turned out to be a good day for the skirt. After the fur meet, I drove home, got all showered and cleaned up. I still didn't get enough skirting for the day. I got back in a lesser version of my skirt stuff and stayed in it for some time. I went to sleep wearing the stuff. Sleeping in my clothes got uncomfortable. I remember getting all my stuff off in the middle of the night while still in a sleep mode. I know I had to do swap meet on the Sunday morning after the Fur B Q. I never felt like I really woke up but went through the motions of getting my clothes on to head to my Sunday job. Some time while standing on my space waiting for the guy to get there, I finally wake up. A quick shot of fear came up remembering the only clothes I wore all day and all night and not remembering what I put on in the morning. Feeling hesitant to look down, that thought came in that I might be wearing my skirt stuff. Not having some pants with me to throw over my skirt stuff, I mentally prepare myself to to just roll with the skirt like everything is regular.