...the crapiest day at work ever. But that was yesterday and I've moved on. Almost. OK, so I might still be a tiny bit annoyed.
But, moving on.
While we were away, I told my darling husband that I felt I needed to become more high maintenance. Where did this come from? I don't know. I've never been what I would call a girlie girl. I can be ready to go out in a matter of minutes. It's not that I don't care about my appearance. I do, but I've never been into all that girlie taking hours to get ready business and stressing about how I look. OK, maybe I do stress about how I look a bit but I am definitely not high maintenance!
Naturally, my darling husband was concerned by my statement and told me I was not to become high maintenance!
He can relax. I couldn't do high maintenance if I wanted to. I'd bore myself!
But this week I have managed to visit Boots to purchase a new (and expensive) skin care regime only to instead come away with enough free samplers to last a week at which time I have an appointment to see the skin care specialist to review my options. Now, that is high maintenance for me! And, as a side note, my skin is already feeling and looking better after just two "three minutes a day" sessions!
And today I went shopping and came home wearing a matching bracelet and necklace, which my darling husband looked at and said "is that your attempt at being high maintenance?". Then, having found out how much these items cost (£4 and £8 - ok, so not much but I liked them!) he practically fell on the floor laughing at me.
High maintenance I am not. I don't know why I would want to be. Maybe I was flirting with a mid life crisis. Or maybe I just needed to spend some money on myself to cheer myself up because some crappy things have left me feeling a little down.
Usually I would simply buy a book or some chocolate. OK, you got me there! I have bought a lot of chocolate in the last two days as well!
Whatever the reason, I am feeling happy right. Tired, and still suffering from the cold from hell, but happy.
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I got all high maintenance this summer. Shaved my legs for the first time in 9 years and brought a tinted moisturiser so my legs could look a little tanned. Moisturiser turned my knees orange and the leg shaving lasted 3 weeks. Perhaps it has something to do with our age and nationality. :)
I flirted with a fake tan for two weeks this summer! By the time we went on holiday I had a nice looking tan but I was bored with the constant maintenance so didn't bother reapplying during the holiday and looked very streaky! I did, however, come home with a proper (light) tan. Don't think I'll bother with the fake stuff again!
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