This summer break has been delightfully lazy.
I spend most of my days either in
jammies sweats or a swimming suit. Please don’t stop by unexpectedly, I would be so embarrassed.
There was a rare day that I had to get ready to actually leave my house. I did my usual routine of showering, putting on a little make-up, blowing my hair dry,
and then these:
I put them in and go about my morning.
The plan is to take them out right before I need to leave and my hair is done. No muss, no fuss.
It’s a usually a good routine until I realized I was in the Subooboo backing out of the garage and I hadn’t stopped to do my hair.
It didn’t take me long to fix that.
Now I am ready to go.
Maybe I should put a mirror right by the door so I can check myself before I leave the house?!?