Since returning from my writers workshop a couple of weeks ago, my morning routine has changed drastically. Before said workshop, I woke up after 7:00 a.m., procrastinated in the shower, and then frantically fixed my hair before rushing out the door at 8:00 a.m. What a way to begin the day, right? One look at me and you knew the only reason I was up and about was for work.
But while in Muncie, I put my best foot forward and actually got ready FOR THE DAY. I was up around 6:45, had a nice shower, put on a little make-up, worked my hair a bit. It felt good. I felt good. Better than that, I felt ready to face whatever came my way. If I'd had a little beret, I would've thrown it in the air and done a little twirl, Mary-Tyler-Moore style.
On the last day, I resolved to stick to my new routine. And I have. And it's great. My hair isn't sopping wet, I'm not running from my car to my office, and according to my mom, I have a new glow. (I told her it was due to my "natural glow" blush, but she wasn't hearing any of that.) For the first time, I actually feel like a 24-year-old.
This afternoon, the semi-new me will drive to Chicago so I can accompany my family when they pick up Samantha from O'Hare. It'll be good to have her home, especially for my mom - she's been playing "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" on her record player every one of the 10 days Samantha's been in Africa. You've gotta love my mom.
Muncie? Fall into any potholes?
Posted by: justin | August 11, 2004 at 12:56 PM
Bree, your blog is so sexy!
Posted by: Chris | August 12, 2004 at 10:11 PM
Bree? Who's Bree? This is Frema's blog, crazy!
Posted by: Frema | August 13, 2004 at 09:24 PM