The vision- of slobs in sweats
At school, walking away, I see several moms, whom I have known for a long time. They fascinate me. You see here they are, intelligent, attractive, skilled, funny, organized, capable, and they look like total slobs.
Now, you will think I am just being mean, but you see I had my turn a few years ago, when MANY things in my life had gone awry. My life was good you see, but I was in the middle of a LOT of change- my mother had died, my husband had just started a new stressful job, my youngest had just turned one and I was working on my own business.
This is when a friend came to visit. Someone I admire greatly, her visit was crazy because of my schedule, but while she was here we managed an afternoon together to go clothes shopping. A rare treat for me at the time, to get a chance to go shopping with a woman I admire, with no kids.
We left the house, got the kids dropped off, and made it to Nordstrom’s. After we had found some lovely things to try on in the dressing rooms we went in, separate rooms, but side by side. I had hung everything up in my dressing room and then took a moment to look in the mirror before I tried on what I had brought in. A shocked “oh lord,” came out of my mouth- Jo asked what was wrong and I said “I can’t believe I left the house looking like this!” Her response was a highly relieved “Thank goodness, I didn’t want to say anything.”
A new mission
From that moment forward it became my mission to check myself before I left the house- so I would be dressed appropriately and at the very least if I was going running, it was clear what I was going to do, so it never appeared I had just thrown on sweats because I couldn’t bother to find anything else to where.
I had my time when I was the disheveled mom, believe me, but I realized the main person I was letting down was myself! However, as things moved on and I cleaned up my appearance, I began to remember how proud I had always been of my mother’s appearance. Note to self, your kids are watching- make sure they are watching you take care of yourself! Also- my husband began to comment more on how nice I looked- bonuses on all sides and all because I went shopping with a friend and realized I had been letting myself go.
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