A couple days ago one of my neighbors called and said she had just pulled a hot loaf of bread out of the oven and wanted to bring it over. (Ca-CHINGA!) I obliged her. Who am I to not let someone serve? The call was a nice heads up and as I passed a mirror I realized the call was a necessity really. I mean....
Patty.
Look at yourself.
For starters its 5:00 PM and you are wearing a robe. Are you sick? Are you drunk? Have you totally given up? (<--- check.)
Under the robe was one of Ken's t-shirts that was covered in baby puke, rice cereal, applesauce, and Kole snot. I was wearing pajama pants with holes in them, fuzzy socks that didn't match, and, you guessed it (!) no bra.
Since Christmas I have dressed (Can I call that dressed?) this way.... oh... ?.... everyday. And declared each day, "A Comfy Day!" I'm the mom and can make such declarations. But, as I saw myself in the mirror I just blushed. I was so embarrassed. I had let myself go. And all this time I thought that happened sometime in my mid 30s not late 20s. All I was missing was the bad haircut.
I instigated a new 5 Minute 5 Step Emergency Preparedness System.
I've used it multiple times since in order to get ready in less than 5 minutes.
Step 1. Apply bra.
Step 2. Brush teeth.
Step 3. Get dressed. (Nothing fancy. But jeans and a shirt. That's yours. That fits.)
Step 4. Bronzer, mascara, lip gloss or chap stick.
Step 5. Sock bun.
If you really wanna knock 'em dead put in a pair of earrings. Studs probably.
What I love about this:
I instantly look presentable but not overly presentable. I don't want to look like I am going out or like I got dressed up for someone. Even though I did. I want to look like a mom. Just a mom that has it put together. The bra really does wonders. And sometimes, when I am brushing my teeth at night before bed I have been asking myself... Is this my first time doing this today? Usually... yes. Gross. Sad. Despicable. Putting on jeans is a big deal. I've been saying I'm not going anywhere why get dressed? Um. Because you're human? To set an example for your kids? To feel a part of the day? To not go overboard? Going overboard. Meaning... when you wear sweats all day everyday... it's hard to gauge when you've had enough to eat. Have I made myself clear on where I am there? The bronzer, mascara, and lip gloss make me look alive and bright without looking like I tried too hard. And the sock bun. My new obsession. I feel like a ballerina every time I do one. It's elegant but it can also be saying, "I've got a lot to do today. I can't be bothered with my hair." Which is the message I feel I have been expressing with such hairstyle.
So. Voila. 5 minutes. 5 steps. And you look ready. For unexpected visitors. Or warm bread.
I'm in heaven.
Oh.
AND!
This reality check gave me another... and after tipping the scale at One. Seven. Zero.
I went to the gym for the first time since September. I did 3.5 relatively quick miles on the elliptical and felt basically bed stricken. I couldn't move. I couldn't bend. It hurt so bad. Ken says that's good. I'm thinking I might need another 4 month break.
7 comments:
I follow that exact 5 step system!!! Except sometimes I put on a hoodie instead of a bra. ;)
I believe the axiom "No pain, no gain" is much overrated. lol
I try to walk (that's real walking in the outdoors) at least 45 minutes a day.
Hey, it's 2013 and bras are optional. I am sure your hubby wouldn'y mind, indoors that is.
Cheers!
Honey... I'm at 173 and that's AFTER losing 23 pounds! Seriously, Youngest is ten, I think it's safe to lose the baby weight now. :)
The thing I love and hate about the PO is that I don't have to wear a uniform. Which means the sweats I slept in last night? You guessed it! They double as comfy work clothes. And when I put make up on at work no one recognizes me.
I feel you, girl. I've been home sick all week, and I finally took a shower today and took off the sweat pants I'd been wearing THE WHOLE TIME.
...Also 170 is my goal weight :/
This sounds like the stupidest tip, but I swear after herding 5 kids for years, I found the one thing that assures I am UPS guy presentable should I have someone unexpectedly knock on the door.
Are you ready? Life changing, I swear. . .Put on your shoes when you get out of bed. I know, I know - but here's the thing. We don't wear our shoes in the house, but I have a few pair that I can that won't dirty the floors/carpets and are comfy. So, if I have to put on shoes, I have to put on an outfit to go with them,right? And they are usually Uggs or sneakers, nothing fancy - but if I put on pants and a top, well, I am going to brush my hair too.
I told you it sounds odd, but it works. Especially now that I am sick and I am supposed to stay in bed a lot more, just the act of putting on shoes motivates me out of my "woe is me" funk and I usually end up taking the dog for a drive or I walk around the mall.
Your new [to me] pic' is gorgeous. I doubt you ever look bad, baby puke or no. :D
PS - I meant that the pic is new to me, not that I may be the only person that think the pic is beautiful. heehee
Oh and you mentioned a thing called a bra? What pray tell is this magical thing? ::wink:: I am a whisper shy of an A cup [barely a B] and the shelf tank tops are a god send for this old body. Support, they're cute and I don't have to wrestle with a bra [that I don't ::sigh:: actually need.]
Haha! I love you. This is so me. I sometimes wish my hair was long again so I could do the sock bun thing.
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