I’m a busy person because I have lots of nervous energy that makes me nervous if I’m not busy. So I work full-time, am happily married, the mother to a teenager, director of a writing space, consultant to other writers, and try to write a thing or two on my own. In my free time, I like to jog, garden, and read. Occasionally, I even watch television – okay, hardly ever.
But I’m having a difficult time keeping up with everything because of all the time I have to devote to looking presentable.
I’ve always been a low-maintenance person. I have naturally curly hair, so a few minutes with the blow-dryer and my hair is done (the messy look works for me). Make-up is foundation and eye-liner. Moisturizer is all over body stuff. Except, my regular routine doesn’t seem to be keeping pace with Mother Nature.
This week when I actually took the time to apply lipstick, my colleagues raved about how beautiful my skin tone looked.
Then a friend mentioned my gray roots and I had to commit two hours to my hair dresser.
I spent another hour and a half getting my crackly, grey nails done.
Now my dishes have piled up and laundry needs to be done, not to mention those pesky 1000 words that need to be written.
Something’s got to give, and I think it’s my job.
Early retirement sounds like a plan to me. I wonder if I can talk my husband and those bothersome bills into it.
Except – then how would I afford my ever increasing, time consuming, beauty regiment?
This week, I will squeeze beauty in between the activities that make the world more beautiful.
