Changing the Outside doesn't Change the Inside

Yesterday I went on a quest to change my appearance a little bit. I didn't do it because I was dissatisfied with how I currently look; I did it because I needed a change.

The first thing I did was get a haircut. Granted it was only a trim, but it felt good to get those split ends outta there. A couple months ago I switch from Pantene hair products to Suave to save a couple bucks. I guess the "Can you tell?" campaign fooled me. But then I started to notice split ends. I never get split ends, so I figured it had to be the crappy hair products I was using. So I just want to say to the Suave company: "Yes, Motherfuckers. I can tell!"

The next thing I did was go get contacts. I had wanted contacts for years and finally had the incentive to go get them. The last two times I got a new eye exam was right before I went to Europe and I didn't want to wear contacts for the first time in Europe, so I had to go without. This week I finally needed new glasses and didn't have an impending trip to Europe preventing me from getting contacts. I wish I had an impending trip to Europe, but I guess the world is full of gives and takes. The lady at the eye doctor was really nice. She was teaching me how to put in my contacts and take them out. She made me put them in, take them out, put them in, take them out, and put them in again. After the first round of put them in/take them out, I felt like I had just been through a grueling workout. It was so difficult. I almost got frustrated to the point of crying, but somehow managed to leave the office tear free. I'd not have been so lucky if I were premenstrual. I kept thinking to myself, "How can I be so smart, graduate from law school in two and a half years, be a 911 dispatcher, have a long distance relationship work for almost 2 years, and not be smart enough to put in a pair of contacts?" Well, in the end I managed to do it. I have to say that taking the contacts out last night was easier than it had been at the eye doctors. I don't know if that is because I had had practice or because I didn't have someone watching me.

Then I met up with ABW and Blondie. ABW's first comment was "cute". Then she proceeded to tell me that I needed to start wearing makeup since I was more exposed without glasses. I have to admit I was a little pissed, but that passed and I went to the store last night and got new mascara, eye shadow, and foundation (is a pressed powder still a foundation? That is how little I know about makeup). I will wear those with lip gloss, and lip stick if I'm really ambitious, but I draw the line at lip or eye liner.

Blondie's first comment was "cute" and then she proceeded to tell me that I needed to get my eyebrows waxed. Again I was pissed. I still haven't decided whether or not I'm going to cave on this one, but I'm leaning toward no. I like my bushy eyebrows and I don't want to add another step to my beauty regimen. So There! I'll probably cave before the end of next week. :(

So speaking of beauty regimen, my morning routine just got a lot longer since I added makeup and contacts to it. Oh, and I was told that I absolutely had to wear my hair down, so that adds another few minutes to the regimen too. This morning I had planned on getting up 15 minutes earlier to see how much of this new routine I could squeeze into 15 minutes. It didn't really turn out the way I'd have liked. Somehow I managed to oversleep and not get up until 34 minutes AFTER I was supposed to punch in at work. Beauty regimen just walked out the door. I walked out of my door without a shower, contacts, makeup, or my hair down. Sad. However I did manage to make it to work and punch-in in less than 16 minutes.

The whole being late thing is especially ironic since I got an e-mail from my boss 2 days ago telling me that he was impressed with my work and that I was getting a raise. Of course the first person I saw when I walked into work today would be him and of course I was late to the first shift I worked since the notice about the raise. I have never been more than 15 minutes late before. Today I was 50. So like the title says, I can change the outside (or try with proper time) and the inside won't change for shit.

On a good note the Aggies won last night. The game was Too Close For Comfort but I guess a win is a win. Gig 'em Aggies!