At 4:30 I whip out a toothbrush from my purse after a solid night of dancing, drinking and light puffing. That’s some skill, no?
Now let’s walk through the process as to how all that happened. As I was getting ready to go out, I knew that I was going to be in for a long night. I measured all the risk factors, reviewed multiple case studies and ran some stats to calculate the probability that I would find myself in a situation where I would just pass out once I got home and not brush my teeth. Results— about 96.7-99.4% probability. Though the odds were stacked against me, I knew there was still a small chance that I could keep my tooth-brushing streak. So, I grabbed my toothbrush and mini-toothpaste, packed in my purse and walked out the door.
Dance dance dance, gulp gulp gulp, puff puff puff... Hours later, when the boys are in heated discussion as to where to get their late night munchies, I suddenly remember my toothbrush. I whip it out and walk straight to the bathroom. Two minutes later, I walk out of the bathroom a completely new person-- so fresh and so clean.
Even when the odds were against me, I can say it’s been day 23 and counting…