Today just so happens to be the first day of Spring. It doesn't feel like Spring here in Seattle where the temp has barely been topping 50 lately. But the trees and flowers all seem to know that Spring has arrived. Buds and blooms are everywhere. I even saw a Robin while out walking Tally yesterday.
At my therapy appointment today I was in no mood at all for making any real true therapeutic headway. I just couldn't stomach it. Carol knew it by my posture in the waiting room. Today was not a day for us to delve and deal. So what did we talk about you might ask? If I should color my hair darker, if I should shape my eyebrows more, what I should wear to a wedding next weekend and what kind of make-up I should wear. Neat huh?
How does she know what I need every single time? Because she's amazing that's why.
In one hour my weekend plans when from zero to full of self-image improving tasks. I am going to buy a temporary hair color, start a bit of eyebrow plucking, do a purge on my closet, shop for an outfit for the wedding and other clothing items, and check out Aveda cosmetics. So many stores to hit how shall I ever get it all done.
The hope is that I'll feel a bit better about myself and my prospects in life by focusing on my image. That sounded SO materialistic and shallow but that's not how I mean it. I mean that I want to spend some quality time on me and the physical presence I'm sending out into the world every day. If I can look in the mirror and enjoy the gal looking back at me I am certain that will translate into something bigger and better all around.
If not, then I'll just blame Carol. It was all her idea.