February 26, 2010 in Uncategorized
Last night we popped out for something to eat and while at the restaurant another family arrived and sat at the table next to ours. Like my husband and I they were “older parents” with young children: a pair of boys of about 6 and 8 years old. But what really hit me wasn’t the age of the Mommy, I too am sometimes mistaken as J’s granny, but the fact that she appeared old, tired and haggard. It took me a second to figure out but then I realised that it was just, in fact, that she hadn’t made any effort with her appearance. She wore no make up (which in itself is not a bad thing, but added to the over all effect), her hair badly needed a hair cut (preferably into a style that she can manage) and she just looked completely washed out.
It knocked me harder than it would have if a drop-dead beauty had walked past and drawn all the fellas’ eyes. I felt almost like I was looking in a mirror. There are days when time permits me very little make-up (or sometimes none at all) and days when I’ve stretched going without a hair wash when I really shouldn’t have or possibly thrown on the first thing that came out of my cupboard without thinking about/looking at myself; and I thought to myself: “Never mind my poor husband having to look at this washed out old rag surely I should have enough pride in myself to want to make more of an effort”.
Later last night I apologised to S and he said (gotta love him) that I was being silly and that he didn’t expect me to spend my “entire day titivating”. Hee Hee. But, in fairness to him and, more importantly, in fairness to myself I need to make time for me. One thing that a lot of Mom’s lack: “me time”. Watch this space – I’m gonna CREATE it!
And now for some quick DUFs (first time ever, think it’s the coolest idea):
Downs: realising that I look far to dowdy to be let out in public some days, my Dad called me this morning to say that some youngsters were trying to break into our house (I nearly had heart failure because he had gone outside after they’d left at the tender age of 80 – big brave Dad with a death wish)
Ups: being able to maintain my positive attitude the whole week, managing to get J into a strong schedule of chores and other miscellaneous expected things, finishing J’s party invitations; PAY DAY!!!!; my husband agreed that a “date night” is a really good idea and if I just organise it, he’ll be there like a bear.
Forwards: my boss and his partner have split so from Monday we are a whole new firm with a whole new name and all the trappings that go with it. I like change – it gives one a clean slate with which to work.