There are days I wonder if change is happening in more places than I ever dreamed it would. For instance: I allowed myself to leave the house this morning, with plans to meet up with someone I had never met before today, and then to swing by Triangle Vision (where the people are), without "fixing" my hair. Oh sure...I brushed it (not a total slob...yet); and I did attempt a quick face glow. Threw on an old blouse and a comfy jean, then added my Hike footwear. THOSE, I never leave home without. I pay the price if I do... 🥴
Over the last few months, it appears as if the "I don't care" part of my brain is morphing/demanding actually, a much larger than I ever expected space. I've been told to loosen up on more than one occasion, and now that I've allowed myself to do just that, it may be time to rein it in a bit. 🤷♀️ Retirement allows one to do whatever they want to do, whenever they want to. That can be a good thing...or a not-so-good thing, depending on how well one transitions from the demands of business, to virtually NO demands. Well, there are a few, but...
Years ago, once Dennis became weary of watching me say "yes" to every request of my time, and as he watched me become more and more tense, he informed me it was okay to rest. I took those words literally, and even though it has taken years to allow it to become more of a reality, I imagine he is now regretting those words. 😂 Hold on, Buttercup! The best is yet to come...
It's been awhile back, but I remember a conversation I had with our girls. It went something like this, "Mom! Let's GO!" To which I responded, "When I stop caring how I look, that's when you should start to worry." Well, girls...that time has come. Partially...(not a total slob...yet, remember?) I do still worry that someone will stop by and see me in all my laid-back beauty. It would serve them right, though, since I wasn't alerted of their intentions.
And just so you'll know, when I'm home, I'm home. Queen of my castle. Where the "wear what makes you comfortable" vibe is the rule of said castle. No make-up, no "fixing up". Why should one do all that work if they only have walls to impress? Oh wait. DW is still hanging out here, but he matches my look, so...not too worried there. We try to out-do each other, if ya know what I mean. 😁
But...he REALLY doesn't care. I guess one might say he's a bit freer than I am, making him fit right in at our local grocery store. And it appears that it won't be long before I do as well...
Such an interesting saga...
As always, here you will find me...in Mary's World. Repurposing myself...
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