Not only have I come to a grinding stand still on any productivity, but far worse than taht......I've done something I didn't think EVER, EVER possible. Something that I have always deemed too gross to even try.
I am a very cleanly person. As in, I MUST shower EVERY day or DIE! No really, die. I can not shower at night and call it good. Even if I did shower at night, I'd still have to shower in the morning to feel clean. I washed my hair EVERY.SINGLE.DAY my whole adult life. I can't speak for my childhood, as I was tragically hairless until I was nearly 3 and then, well, kids are gross and there is no accounting for what bathtime situations were happening with 7 kids in the house (though I can say this with authority, going barefoot has ALWAYS grossed me out, me no likey being dirty). And I recall a time or two in adolescence where I may have skipped a day. BUT, by and large.....wash hair every day kind of gal.
As I've aged, and lost buttloads of hair, I have relaxed and turned it into an every other day kind of thing. Washing hair that is, NOT showering. Except when i'm working out, then of course we're back to the every day drudgery of washing and doing my hair.
ANYWAY....point here is. I like clean, feel clean, smell clean, BE CLEAN!
Well, just last week, I fell asleep on the couch late at night. Jere got up and asked if I was coming. But c'mon.....I'm SOOOOO comfortable, and ASLEEP. So, i ended up sleeping on the couch (which may or may not happen a lot) until 6:30 in the morning. Fully clothed, bra, hat, makeup, everything. When I got up and finished dealing with kids, etc. it was pretty much time to take Maggie to school. So, I took Maggie to school in yesterdays clothes, AND makeup. And then...I ran errands.
Anyway, I did come home later and completely shower and do my hair, but point is. WHO AM I? I don't do that. My besty Angie, she totally does that. I'm sure alot of you do. Just not me.
I have been very grateful for the rise in hat popularity, and the fact that after 36 years of life, I got over myself and my insecurities enough to wear one. It's a real lifesaver, and many times, on "unwash hair" day I throw on a hat.
Well, I've worn the hat at least 3 times in the last week. Which correlates directly with me not getting into the shower until nearly 3:00 each day. Again, WHO AM I? Can the real me please come back.
Yesterday. And I was feeling SO saucy that I didn't even put eyeshadow on. Oh the hutzpa! And guess what, my students survived. WAIT, a few weeks ago, I didn't even put ANY makeup on. That was a shocker day.
Have I made it abundantly clear yet, I'm sort of a freak for never going without makeup or hair? Yeah.
Which brings me to today....today marks the THIRD day IN.A.ROW that I haven't washed my hair. Which frankly, I'm sure in the HISTORY of my 38 years has NEVER happened. Well, minus the tragic non hair years. But even then, I'm sure my good Mother scrubbed my bald noggin.
I know, I know. I'm horrified myself. You probably need to unfriend me, or hide in fear. I get it. I disgust me too.
Hey look, at least it's a BROWN hat today.
This just shows me, I'm woefully in need of some cooler, more fun, blingier hats.
Oh, and also.....that I need to get a grip.
Has anyone seen the real me? I seem to have misplaced her somewhere.
Dirty and lost,