Last week Liz of Happy Sighs left several amazing comments on my post about balance in relationships. And it pretty much turned my head and heart upside down. The truth and wisdom in her thoughtfulness blew me away and, yet again, made me so grateful for the internet. So carry this little gem around inside of you if you can. Remember when you’re feeling a bit stomped on that it’s going to turn around and you’re a badass for staying the awesome course. As Liz says, remember:
When people are not valuing what you are giving them- it doesn’t mean that what you’re giving them is not valuable. It means they’re not wise enough to recognize the value.
Their poor choices aren’t a reflection on you. They’re a reflection on them.
When I got home from a long flight and a long 11 days in Michigan, Kamel surprised me by having the car washed and waxed and…. [drum roll please] …. he had put hubcaps on the wheels!!! We’ve been driving around with only one hubcap for quite some time now. But no longer! Our car finally has shoes. 🙂
It’s amazing how out of control I felt while living out of a hotel for 11 days. Especially while needing to get up every day and head off to work. Especially with the 3 hour time difference between me and home. Especially without a fridge or microwave. Being able to feed ourselves what we want to eat is something I know we take for granted. I realize there are people all over the world, and tons in the US, that are genuinely hungry right as I type this, so in a way this complaint is frivolous. It’s total bullshit to complain about eating out every night and having a big enough stipend budget to so with ease. But that’s what I’m doing. Having the basic ability to feed your body the foods you value (fresh vegetables, low sodium, balanced portions) taken away feels like complete crap. Suddenly what am I going to have for lunch that won’t make me feel like ick for the rest of the day becomes the main focus and productivity goes way down. I spent the majority of my time in Michigan feeling self conscious, kicking myself for not finding a way to fit my running shoes into my luggage, lamenting the bread sticks and the pizza, waking up feeling puffy and gross. And of course, because I am neurotic me, worrying and knowing that when I got home, I would have to start from scratch on the boot camp work out routine I had finally started to feel good about. But the chug forward continues…
I cannot decide on whether to grow my hair out again or keep it short for a while longer. This is my current mental burden. Sigh. The perks of keeping it short:
- Incredibly low maintenance and…
- Sometimes I feel incredibly sassy.
The annoying parts of short hair are:
- I have to get my haircut much more often
- Sometimes I hate the way it looks and…
- It takes more work to make it fancy.
The perks of long hair are:
- More versatility
- With round brushing I look fierce
- I generally have a wicked mane, I am proud of this fact
- Less haircuts
- Pony tails
The annoying parts of long hair are:
- I have to DO it every day (meaning blow dry at the least, round brush/pinning/curling at the most)
- Sometimes it looks stringy and dry and I hate it
- Growing it out will take a year and there will be an awkward/ugly stage
- No more showing off my rather lovely, long neck
So I’m immediately put back on short-hair-loving-bandwagon… Until I see our engagement photos, and then I see this picture on facebook:
…. and I mourn for it. Opinions and advice welcome!! (Please, for the love of god, tell me what to do!)
And …. because this is the day after the Golden Globes, and a little gem from my life with Kamel can never be passed up. This conversation actually happened:
Me: ooo… an older woman with a backless dress…. it should truly be avoided.
Kamel: Ok, but have you ever seen Helen Mirren in a bathing suite? Mm. MM!
Me: …. what?
Happy Monday! 🙂