I'm so sick of walking around looking like I just woke up. It's saddening. Despite the glares from other parents, I'm apathetic enough to wear pajamas with a coat when I walk my child to her class every morning. And what's up with shopping without makeup and wearing a fleece pajama top on in the process? For the love of lipstick and shine spray, there's a scrunchie fighting for it's life atop my head in an effort to tame the wildfire that is my ratted mane!
Its astonishing to write this. Why do I suddenly feel like there's no occasion to dress as I waste away Sunday through Thursday looking like a scruffy, worn out hobo?
I sense a makeover coming on...
Thursday, February 25, 2010
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