Back in January, I quit my full time job of 13 years to concentrate on my at home business.
With so much more free time, I spent most of my time on, manicures, hair appointments, eyelash extensions and leisurely brunches and basic lazy days.
During one quick shopping trip I dropped by Wal-Mart to pick up a few things and I was surprised by it being a “different place”.
It was a lot of moms with their kids and retired people.
The pace was SLOW, no one was rushed and I felt totally out of place.
I was in full makeup in my faux fur jacket looking at laundry baskets.
But hey that’s me, no reason not to take care of you first!
Another time, I picked up mom in hot diva car to go shopping and despaired we were dressed alike.
But today, something happened.
I had on my not so dirty only wore them once Capri’s
My good t-shirt, by good I mean it is long and covers my big gut (no control tops for me!)
A banana clip in my hair
No make up
Glasses on as contacts are a bother.
Me: Does my hair look alright in this clip
Me: Ok, it’s out. Better? (Wild hair stands up all over), do you have a comb?
Me: Looking in vanity mirror, well shit.
Her: I know
Me: Wth (*&,#) when did this happen?
Her: I think it’s been coming on a while now.
Monday, we are going back to high maintenance.