3/24/10
inside out
So you know the saying, opposites attract? Well it surely must be true because today when Brandon got home from work he told me that he went half the day at work and one of his co-workers said, "Is there a reason you have your shirt on inside out?" To top it off, he had a big rooster tail in his hair from sleeping on the bus. I care too much, he doesn't care enough. I guess we should meet on the middle on this one.
3/22/10
Intervention
All my life I have had this inner struggle. It's called caring too much about my appearance. You can ask anyone in my family and they will tell you this is so. Ask any of my sisters, they will most likely tell you that I spent more time in front of the mirror than all of them combined. Sadly (not for them) they are all so beautiful that you probably couldn't even tell.
Well today I had an experience and I am calling for a change. I had to get my drivers license renewed today. I woke up late like usual. By the time I got out of the shower, I had a decision to make. Go to class or get ready? I decided to get ready because after all, I would have to get my picture taken for my new license. I would later realize, this was not the best choice. The time came and I went to the Drivers License Division. It was my turn to have my picture taken. I sat down and smiled. The guy didn't do anything so I stopped and then FLASH. He took the picture and I wasn't even paying attention. I had another decision. Should I ask him to retake it, or should I sit down? This might surprise some of you, but I sat down. I thought for one hour how I could have my picture retaken. There was a huge line so I pretty much had decided I was just going to have to deal with the picture they took. They called my number and I went to finish things up. I was highly tempted to ask for a new picture but I didn't. They printed off my temporary one and it was as bad as I thought it would be. I am stuck with this quarter smiling, mug shot until I have to renew my license again. I'm sure I will cringe everytime someone asks to see my ID. This is how I have to remember myself. Why did I spend my time getting ready? A wet ponytail would not have hurt this picture at all. Part of me still has a pit in my stomach when I think of the picture, but another part of me is relieved that I didn't ask for a retake. Today, I took my first step on my road to recovery.
Well today I had an experience and I am calling for a change. I had to get my drivers license renewed today. I woke up late like usual. By the time I got out of the shower, I had a decision to make. Go to class or get ready? I decided to get ready because after all, I would have to get my picture taken for my new license. I would later realize, this was not the best choice. The time came and I went to the Drivers License Division. It was my turn to have my picture taken. I sat down and smiled. The guy didn't do anything so I stopped and then FLASH. He took the picture and I wasn't even paying attention. I had another decision. Should I ask him to retake it, or should I sit down? This might surprise some of you, but I sat down. I thought for one hour how I could have my picture retaken. There was a huge line so I pretty much had decided I was just going to have to deal with the picture they took. They called my number and I went to finish things up. I was highly tempted to ask for a new picture but I didn't. They printed off my temporary one and it was as bad as I thought it would be. I am stuck with this quarter smiling, mug shot until I have to renew my license again. I'm sure I will cringe everytime someone asks to see my ID. This is how I have to remember myself. Why did I spend my time getting ready? A wet ponytail would not have hurt this picture at all. Part of me still has a pit in my stomach when I think of the picture, but another part of me is relieved that I didn't ask for a retake. Today, I took my first step on my road to recovery.
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