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I think at some point Mr. V and I agreed that when we were parents, THEN we would accept the fact that we were adults. Well, that time has come.
I think all previous steps are part of my effort here. But I would also add to those things:
1. Trying to care about my appearance, especially at work. I’ve been trying to make a concentrated effort to not wear my hair in a ponytail everyday, wear make-up, and look appropriate. And maybe I will even lay aside my Pooh Bear blanket at work for a more polished model for when I am freezing.
2. Taking care of my body. This includes trying to remember to wash my face, take my make-up off, and use lotion. Not hitting up the anti-aging products yet, but I am wearing moisturizer with sunscreen during the day.
3. Be self-confident but not prideful. Being a mom has helped this!
4. Not buying impulsively. I need to use what I have in my pantry, under my sink, and in my closet instead of going out and buying new things. If I do need new things, I should try to use coupons, shop sales, or go to GoodWill. (Or, in the case of my black boots with the newly split sole, I will go to the shoe store around here that sells good brand shoes on closeout prices. I’m going tonight, if Libbie wakes up from her nap!)
I think many of these things can be summed up in taking responsibility for myself and my home. I’m not a kid, a teenager, or a college student anymore. I have a home, a family, a wonderful job. I need to take care of them and of myself.
I’m a grown-up. That kind of scares me. This moment rocked my world: