I did my hair.

A few weeks ago I snuck out on a Sunday afternoon to get a much needed manicure and pedicure. When I got home my husband looked at me and said, “Did you get your hair cut?”. And when I said no, just my nails, he asked again, sure I wasn’t serious, saying that my hair just looked really good, like I had just left the salon.

Compliment? Maybe. Reality Check? For sure!

The real surprise for him was that I wasn’t wearing yoga pants, I had some makeup on and my hair was not in a messy bun on the top of my head. And I’m not talking about a cute, meant-to-look-messy-but-carefully-twisted, bun. I mean an oh-crap-I-have-to-leave-the-house-really-messy bun. His complete disbelief that I actually left the house looking relatively decent on my own accord rather than just returning home looking halfway decent at the hands of a professional made me realize that it just might be time for me to re-enter the real world a bit.

Please don’t misunderstand me. I’m not saying that women need to always have their hair and make-up done to be complete. But for me, personally, making the effort makes me feel slightly more prepared for the outside world. Just a bit more productive. So, right then, on the spot, I committed myself to pulling out a curling iron and some mascara at least a couple days a week.

Today was the first day of school for my youngest two boys and I did it. I left the house without a messy bun (of any kind), make-up on and clothes not meant for a gym or sleeping. I dropped the kids off.  Had coffee with a friend. And now, I sit, in my quiet house, realizing it’s time to get organized. I have a non-profit to get off the ground. No more excuses. I can’t waste the day because after all… I did my hair!

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