I did the one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t do after marriage.
I gave up.
On everything.
Three months into our marriage, I cut my hair short, I let my natural brunette hair color grow out, I’ve gained weight, I haven’t been to a bar in months, and the highlight of my week is watching Phillip Phillips on American Idol. Before we got married, I told myself that I would never be one of those women that stopped shaving their legs just because they got married, but it happened. It was like a train wreck that I couldn’t stop. Even when Eric and I would force ourselves to go out and act like normal human beings, we just ended up leaving early to get ‘nugs at McDonald’s. I literally felt like I couldn’t hold an adult conversation anymore because I just wanted to show people pictures of my dogs and tell them what funny thing they puked up that morning.
Why do I think people want to know that?
They don’t.
For the first time in my life, I am really struggling with a healthy work, family, personal life balance. I got consumed by everything else, and I stopped taking care of myself. My marriage coma has turned me into a hot mess and it’s honestly the reason I haven’t been posting to MDGC lately. Plus, the only update I had to share about my life was that Toby puked up mulch today.
I don’t know if I just got lazy or I just needed a break from the craziness after the wedding, but it’s time to buck up and get a pedicure.
I mean it’s not like I’m wearing sweatpants and no makeup every day, but seriously…is there anything worse than being your natural hair color?