To MAC or not to MAC

Sunday started out as a crazy day.  We had to be to a meeting that started at 8 only to find out at 8 that the meeting now didn't start until 8:30 and someone missed the memo to let us know.  That right there should have been enough to tell me just go home, skip church and go to bed for the day.  It was a very interesting day...

Since Sunday I have just had a hard time getting out of bed.  Luckily, or sadly, whichever you prefer, our upstairs gets pretty toasty and the sun streams in which will not allow me to lay in bed as long as I would like.  I think Brian thinks I go back to bed after he leaves and goes to work and for the most part I do, but for the past few mornings I can't go back to bed but I can't bring myself to get out of bed either.

The longer you sleep in the more the day passes, and the quicker it is over with.

This morning was extra difficult, don't know why but it just was.  So for my title, To MAC or not to MAC.  MAC make-up is my favorite.  I showered for the day and was contemplating 'getting ready' for the day.  I knew that if I did take the time to put on my make-up that within the hour it would all end up in a tissue on on my shirt or my white pillow cases.  Therefore, I decided to not waste my favorite eye liner.

Wouldn't you know that not 15 minutes after I got dresses Brian and his co-worker show up at my door and want to go to lunch.  Great timing huh?  Brian's phone shows he tried to call and give me warning but I had my phone by me the whole time waiting for him to call and I never got a ring.  My hair looked good and I went out. No Make-up.  I don't believe in doing so but I did anyways today.  I have met Frank twice now.  Both times I have not had make-up on.  The first was when I just finished doing ZUMBA and they showed up and we went to lunch.  He must think Brian is a fool for marrying a "humble" looking girl.

I came straight home and put on the MAC!

We are talking about what to do this weekend.  The first weekend in September is always big for us.  We always do the fair or something fun for Labor Day.  Not this year.  It is hard to imagine how much your life can change from one year to the next.  This year the family will be going to the Filer fair and the other half to Myles' Baptism. As for us, Lafayette doesn't offer much.  Maybe we will go to Chicago and walk around.  At least I have my boys to watch this weekend.  It will be strange not having fellow friends wearing blue and orange in the grocery store with me.

Time will tell.

114 Days, 5 Hours, 1 Min., 36 seconds until Christmas.

            

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