Saturday, 3 November 2012
Adult Life
I feel like a little girl again dressed up in my mums heels and pearls except I'm not wearing heels or pearls. I'm wearing a teal pencil skirt that makes me look exceptionally knock kneed (I am nock kneed) and has a bit of room below the waist where I imagine hips would go if I had any. And I'm wearing keds, exactly like when I was a little girl. I'm wearing support hose under my wool tights because I have this condition that causes my blood pressure to drop for no reason and I'm less likely to pass out if I keep as much blood as possible in my torso out of my legs. This does not help that whole knock kneed business and pinches a bit when I walk.
I got here early to make a good impression but the company doesn't open till 9 and the door is locked so I'm sitting outside in the hall like I would waiting for the bell in high school. I should have picked up a coffee but I wanted to give the impression I'm a morning person, which I hope to someday be.
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Being a morning person is not all it's cracked up to be. I rarely get up before nine, but like you I am not apt to reveal that to many people. Ditto, being an adult. I recommend being an undercover adult; think of yourself as in the witness protection program--your adultness is secure and you're basically ready to skip a few steps and consider retirement -- again, like me. Love the blog. KEEP WRITING.
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