Fort Mascara

First Day of School. This well-known and widely-celebrated holiday seems to touch everyone at various stages of life every year. Today is my first day of school...again. Hi, my name is Kim, and I'm a 38 year old starting back to college in hopes (again) of completing my undergrad degree. So, is it different for me than for, say, my nine year old who is starting Fourth Grade today? Nope. No, it's not. She painstakingly planned her wardrobe, brushed her hair until is shone, packed her lunch with detail to every aspect and had her backpack at the door....last night. Me? I'm too old to care about things like wardrobe and all that right? I mean, as long as I have a pen, some paper, my textbook and the laptop, I'm good to go.

This should be the case but it's not. This is very interesting to me. It's interesting that I thought I didn't care what I would wear until I couldn't find a certain pair of jeans this morning. I mean, I have a few other pair of jeans but for some reason, I HAD to find THIS pair. Then, the shirt. I was going to just throw on a T-shirt. But from the looks of my bed, now strewn with blouses of every color and style, I may have been a little more invested in this as well.

Make-up. I haven't been wearing a lot of make-up lately, but when I was done this morning, I stared at the mask looking back at me from the mirror. Wow....layer much?

So, this is what I've learned....about myself, if not people in general. I care. As much as I wish I didn't, I do. When you see me today, those of you who WILL see me today, feel free to make fun. I am not so much insecure about the outfit, hair, make-up, etc, as I am just traditional. It's like putting up the Christmas tree even though you won't be home for Christmas. You just do it. It's just the way it's always been. I will always arm myself with lint-free clothing and heavy make-up when embarking on something new.

To all you gals out there pumping the mascara tube, may you be blemish-free and may your deodorant work all day today!