How’s your week going?
Mine’s kinda’ crazy. What with coming home from being gone two weeks and having a kitchen re-model going on and chaos and dust everywhere, and trying to find where I put everything before we left, it’s been nuts.
Then today we find out that the wrong refrigerator was delivered so had to take care of that little detail.
Oops. Didn’t mean to vent.
I can’t remember how the conversation turned to how women dress when they are at home, but it did. The store owner mentioned she’d just celebrated her wedding anniversary and I mentioned how my husband and I had just celebrated ours as well.
That led to more conversation.
A conversation about how there’s no reason to go around looking unkempt once you get home. That there’s really no need to come home and put on sloppy clothes just because we want to be “comfortable”. I mean it’s fine to be comfortable but do we have to look like a slob?
But this conversation reminded me of another one.
When I was a very young bride my friend took me over to her mom’s house to pick up something. It was about five in the afternoon. Her mother was in the bathroom and when she came out, she mentioned her husband would be home soon and she had been “freshening up”.
I never forgot that and from that day forward I did the same thing. When the kids were small, when I was working, when he worked late, when he came home from a long trip—–. It was just a matter of applying a little blush, a little lipstick and brushing my hair. It took all of about three minutes.
I continue to do so.
Both my husband and I have always maintained our appearance around each other. We’ve never taken for granted that just because we were married, we shouldn’t still act and dress as though we weren’t. If we’re so sick we can’t get out of bed, that is the one exception.
I don’t think it’s old fashioned.
I think it’s smart.
Besides, if you have respect for yourself and your spouse, isn’t good grooming a way to show it?
But there’s another reason to look as good as we can. That reason is called a MIRROR.
When I look in the mirror I want to see someone I respect.
Someone I’d like to spend my life with.
Because guess what?
The person looking back at me is just that. The person I’m spending the rest of my life with.
I’d better respect her.
I’ve also posted about how all women should have mirrors that say “You look fine.”printed on them because we get too hung up on needing to be perfect.
I’m absolutely not talking about being obsessed with our appearance. And I see no contradiction.
I’m talking about having enough respect for ourselves and our spouses, friends, etc, to put our best physical foot forward every day.
(Oh, and just so you know, my daughter who has two little boys, one who has some challenges, works full-time, and volunteers at school and her church, agrees.)
God bless and and have a good day.