Good morning, fashionable friends!
After a very long work week last week, the dawn of Monday morning was not exactly welcome. Still, I forced myself from my comfortable, cozy bed and made my way outside for an early run.
I always look forward to that morning time that I reserve for myself. My morning workout is a great time to reflect and recharge. Despite my high expectations for that quiet hour on the lake, the weight of Monday morning squashed my hopes of renewal. Instead, I returned home even more desperate to crawl back into my bed and snooze for the rest of the day.
At some point between waking up the kiddo and showering, I realized that my negativity was slowly starting to take over the remainder of the day. A pity party on a Monday?! Really?! That is NO way to start a week. Immediately I began searching for ways to bail myself out of the negative mindset.
I started in the kitchen. I made myself a healthy green smoothie full of fruits and veggies bound to lift my spirits. I thought for sure I would feel better after I had eaten; however, rather than feel my “spirits lifted”, I managed to get celery seriously stuck in my teeth. Not cool, celery. Not cool.
At this point, I was running out of time and rushing around for a remedy while I also maneuvered floss through my incisors. I threw on some makeup to cover up the eye baggies and I desperately ran to the closet. That was my last chance to lift my spirits before I walked out the door…
My closet did not fail me. The first thing I saw when I opened those doors – shoes. A wonderful selection of shoes.
When nothing else seems to fit, my shoes always do. No matter how bloated, broken out, or gross I feel, I can pick up any pair of shoes in my closet and expect them to fit just as perfectly as they day that I bought them. Is this not the real reason every woman so desperately clings to her love of footwear?
Anyway, I grabbed my favorite pair of heels – sky-high, classic shape, and a touch of snake skin on the heel. With shoes like that, the outfit was easy. I grabbed my favorite blazer, black skinnies, and a white button up. I threw on a few easy accessories and bolted out the front door barely having time to smooch my family on the way out.
Thanks to my awesome shoes and the work-wear version of yoga pants, I made it to work on time and was feeling pretty damn good about myself. Over the course of the morning, my negativity faded and I slowly began to feel like myself. I was glad that I didn’t sacrifice the precious “sick day” to avoid having to face a Monday I almost felt too tired to begin.
I’m sure many of you had a similar experience. I can only hope that Monday didn’t squash your positivity and that you fought back against the exhaustion and self-loathing that often accompanies an uninvited early morning.
Cheers to a great week, fashionable friends! We got this.
The Good Girl Who When Broke