Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Shouldn't brushing your hair be justified?

Being a sahm is a blast, at least sometimes it is. Some days it feels like staying home may be a fate worse than death. I mean, without kids I really took things for granted, like sleep. I took a shower whenever I wanted, I never forgot to put on deodorant, I always was wearing matching socks and yes, even matching shoes. I never, ever went somewhere with my shirt inside out nor did I excuse a stain as "not that bad." I always ate my own dinner and never considered sharing it with anyone, it was always hot and very rarely did it come from a blue box labeled "Kraft." My clothes were somewhat fashionable, I didn't second guess buying myself a coat, and I went to bed whenever I pleased, never considering going to bed at 7:30pm. Come one who, without children, goes to bed that early unless it is work related? I wouldn't go to bed until 1 or 2 in the morning. I even took brushing my hair for granted.....
There are evenings that I look in the mirror before bed and I realize that I didn't bother to brush my hair that day. I simply fell out of bed and pulled it back, never taking the time to organize it, tame it, whatever you might say. But the truth is; there are many days that the thought never crosses my mind. Like with so many other things about personal care, brushing my hair has simply become a luxury. I'm not sure how I came to this point, but I seriously need to rectify the situation.
Last week, I went to my management class after working on my assignments all day, doing some housework, and shuffling the kids in every direction. Our instructor, who also happens to be the advisor for the Walsh SPS program let us know that the marketing department and a photographer would be photographing us for some new Walsh brochures. I didn't give it much thought as I don't stress as much about my photo being taken as much as I used to. Later, before bed, I actually looked at myself. My hair was unbrushed. It looked awful, and not in the "I did this on purpose" way. I looked like a bum, I can't believe that I allowed myself out of the house like that. I am sure that Walsh won't use the photos that I am included in, worse yet they may. Maybe they will caption any photo with me as saying " look, at Walsh we accept bums too!!!" How proud I should be to represent all the bums. (I am attempting not to use Hoopie in place of "bum" as not everyone knows what a hoopie is. So if you are from A-town, you can understand better- I looked like a HOOPIE.)
Hard to believe that I went from tanning, having my hair done on a regular basis, wearing nice clean clothes, and even having my nails done weekly to a woman who more closely resembles a mangled beast that people try desperately to get on video and sell to the tabloids.
Brushing my hair should have to be justified in order to make it onto my "must do everyday" list. If I don't watch myself, my new bragging rights may just be how many hits my photo got at peopleofwalmart.com.

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