So this morning I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and got dressed. From the sounds in the kitchen I could tell Marc was almost done preparing breakfast so I figured I'd head out to the kitchen before putting on my makeup and combing my hair so when he called back to tell me breakfast was ready I wouldn't have to say "Ok I'll be just a minute!" (because we all know it's never just a minute...) During all of this I just had my hair thrown back in a messy pony tail to keep it out of my face while I was getting ready.
As we're sitting there eating breakfast the conversation goes something like this:
Marc: So...did you do your hair yet?
Sara: No
*a few minutes pass*
Marc: Soooo are you going to do your hair?
Sara: Yes! It's not done because I came out to eat breakfast with you!
Marc: *audible sigh of relief* Oh ok.
If I had planned ahead I would have brought my hair tie with me so I could put it back in the messy pony tail quickly when I get home and then walk into the house like that so he thinks I really DID look like that all day!
At least my husband cares about my general appearance when I'm in public. By this, I know I am loved! :)
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