First, let me just say this. I am NOT a writer. I am not a blogger. I am not good with words. But here I sit, at my desk with my tub of leftover hashbrown casserole, trying to put words down for you.
Today is definitely like most days around here. We have a family-run business, my husband and I work together.
I'll wait while you read that again.
Yes we are together, a LOT. But we are weird and we like it.
So here is my little story today. We have a home office. And by home office, I mean...my great-grandparents dining table hidden in a corner of the room with old hat boxes hiding my pens, sharpies and packing tape. And everything else piled on top. What is so great about this? Nothing, really. But, as (I hope, anyway) several work-at-homies can relate....I may have let myself go just a little. My hair is about 3 days old now. Well, maybe...I really am not even sure about that.
But today, Shawn left to run some errands and came home to something shocking. He walked in, saw me at the desk working and said "Hey! You put clothes on!"
Yes that is big news around here. I put actual CLOTHES on today and shocked the crap out of everyone. And not the kind that you can sleep in.
Sometimes, yes, I feel bad when we go to the grocery store or to grab dinner, and see regular women in OUTFITS. I'm standing there gawking at how cute they look, while I'm in my ratty old jeans, sometimes with a pony tail through the button hole because they're too small, my toes need polish, my ratty shirts and my hair wadded up into a "bun". Outfits are something that went out the window a long time ago. Gone are the days of getting up at 6:30, showering every morning (which INCLUDED washing my hair), even ironing my clothes...GASP....and jumping in my car to drive to my 8 to 5.
If I REALLY want to blow everyone's minds, I'll fix my hair (if you can call it FIXED), and even put MAKE UP on...dun dun dunnnnnnn.
How does this happen? Part of it, I think, is that obsession with those little red dots on my phone. You know what I'm talking about. 29 Facebook notifications! 14 New Instagram follows!! I have to get up first thing and look at this. Like RIGHT NOW. I am completely, sadly, and totally obsessed with this. It's all part of owning a business but maybe the line is a little foggy between work and just dorking out. It seriously has taken over my life. Then also, not HAVING to get up and get ready every day. Yeah, that's definitely it.
Yesterday, I didn't get out of my pajamas until noon. Well guess what happens then....everyone shows up ringing the doorbell. So I have to answer the door in my bra-less tank top, bedhead, and mascara remnants from my attempt at looking human the day before. One of my favorite friends in the whole world lives in our neighborhood and was taking a walk yesterday. She rang the doorbell and here I show up looking like a total hag.
Let me tell you this first. She and her husband are seriously the NICEST people in the universe. They are also very neat and clean. So here we are, she rings the doorbell and says "weareouttakingawalkandI'mabouttopeemypants". I'm thinking oh GAWD...how awful is our bathroom?? Are the girls dirty clothes still on the floor? Plus, I've been cleaning out closets and our house looks like we just moved in and maybe a small tornado blew through it.
I say sure! It's all yours! While praying we have toilet paper. Wait! We do because there is a 3 foot tall package of it from Sam's SITTING IN THE HALLWAY. Oh yeah, Shelly the hermit crab is walking around in the bathtub, so don't be scared when you sit on the potty and look down to see a sea creature.
So she leaves and 5 minutes later the doorbell rings again. Our mail carrier who is also super super nice. I apologize and tell her I'm sorry, I'm still in my pajamas. She says "hey, more power to you!!"
You know those pictures of celebrities in airports? They are walking kind of fast, their hair is a little breezy, wearing simple little outfits, looking fresh-faced and totally put together? In my head, on a good day, I'm all yep, airport pic. I've GOT IT.
Then days like today happen where putting clothes on is big news.
I guess that is normal, everyone has good days and blah days. Since I am kind of dressed today I think I should get out and join the world for a little bit.
Hope you're all having a good week, whether you're dressed or not.
xo - Kristen