Why is it that guys can get away with just throwing on a shirt and a pair of pants, fly out the door, and no one cares what they look like. But wow, let a woman do that, and look out, nothing but smart remarks and snickers. Not fair, not fair at all.
I have such a hard time deciding what to wear. There is no way that I would have time to pick something out in the morning before work, I would be late every day. So I try and pick out my cloths the night before. And what a chore that is. I guess I just haven't found a style that suits me yet. I love skirts and light weight blouses, but with the cold weather here, I need sweaters and pants, but I just don't look that great in pants unless they are jeans. What a dilemma. Poor me I guess I'll have to do more shopping.
The day was pretty hectic at work and it seems I went from crisis to crisis all morning. Still everything worked out and the morning passed pretty fast, as did the whole day. As each day comes and goes I find that I'm truly comfortable, and happy with who I am. The person who used to occupy this space is nothing more than a memory.
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