There was just one more thing in the morning’s routine that needed to be done.
I had to get myself showered and dressed.
I don’t know why I do things this way but everyone morning, I get everyone in the house breakfast, dressed, clean up the kitchen and settled in their daily activities before I tend to my needs.
Then and only then when everyone is happy, I start the mad dash of consuming caffeine, feeding my belly, cleaning my body and dressing in something that will not place me on the ‘People of Walmart’ site.
I had completed all the fore mentioned tasks but there was just one thing left to do.
You see, no matter how I am dressed or what I am doing, I can not leave the house without mascara on my lashes. I could 30 minutes past the time I had to be at a place and I would still stop to put a couple swipes of mascara on.
Maybe its because I have really light eye lashes and without it, I look scary.
On this particular morning, it was when I was in the middle of my mascara application that I saw it. This was something that I had never seen before on my person.
I was so surprised that I did a double take and almost dropped the mascara wand.
How in the world could this happen?
How in the world could I have missed this?
Sure, I am over thirty and have had four kids. So my body had been through the ringer. Isn’t it enough that I had to deal with saggy boobs, a belly full of stretch marks, deep wrinkles in my forehead and hairs on my chin?
I get that the body changes with age but it just seems like I hit 30 and WHAM! The whole thing is going to pot.
This is just too much. This didn’t look like it had just happened in the last couple of days. No, this looked like it had been going on for a while, years maybe.
This was suppose to happen to my husband and 80 year old men not me a slightly over 30, young, voluptuous woman.
I am not suppose to be sporting five, coarse, long, ear hairs.
This is terrible.
This will not be tolerated.
I could understand one lone little wispy hair growing from my ear but five? Come on, really?!
I am just appalled that my body would betray me this way. And after all that we have been through, this is what I had to deal with? I am really saddened by this, actually heart broken.
But if life has taught me anything, I must pull myself up by my boot straps (or ear hairs) and carry on.
Now, does any one know a good ear waxer?