Ah, the inevitable rut.
Everyone gets in these, don't we?
I am reminded of the "I Love Lucy" episode when she decided the four of them were in a rut and she was determined to break free.
Here is my rut lately:
Used to get hair done all the time, don't anymore. Ever.
Used to tan, don't anymore. Ever.
Used to get my nails done, don't anymore. Ever.
Haven't lost the last 10 pounds baby weight or 20 pounds prebaby weight.
Don't ever spend money on clothes.
Never, ever motivated to clean.
I need to break this rut and NOW.
I used to be so much better at the "maintenance" stuff and I don't know what's changed, except that I don't really go out and do anything anymore, no one ever sees me except my husband and kiddos, I don't feel I have the time and it's hard for me to spend any money on it anyway.
Well, at some point, this has to change. I don't feel good about myself when I don't keep myself up. My sister, thank goodness is getting her cosmotology license and is going to be my new official hairstylist. I can tell you that she will not like me not getting my hair done on a regular basis, with all the work she put in this last weekend to get it TRULY blonde (not yellow, like the last time).
Breaking Your Mold takes work, people! And I have some hours to put in!
So, my resolve, at least to start, is to get my hair taken care of at least every 6 weeks and to buy one new piece of clothing every two weeks. Even if it's just a shirt. Since my dog chewed up both a black and brown pair of heels in the last week and a hole ripped up the back of my one pair of jeans, I am thinking we need to start there, don't you?