Lesson Learned...Maybe

Jaxen is home today, he has a fever and isn't feeling well. I have been going about my usual day, cleaning and getting things done. Now, I usually don't get dressed until I have showered or have somewhere to go (I know, call me lazy) so, like normal, I am in my pj bottoms and just my undershirt (garment top, whatever!). Someone rings the door bell and I tell Jaxen not to open it until I get a shirt on, walking into my room, I tell him it's okay to answer the door. I grab a shirt and put it on, as I am walking to the door, I hear Jaxen talking to a man, "Yeah, she just needs to put a shirt on." Are you kidding me? Luckily it was just the local farmer that comes around occasionally selling fruit, but embarrassing none the less!
After I shut the door, I asked Jaxen why he told the guy that and he said, "Sorry, what else did you want me to tell him? You WERE getting a shirt on!"
So now you know, if I don't answer the door right away, it's probably because I am not fully clothed. Steve is always telling me to stop walking around in my garments, maybe I should listen...