I don’t like naps.
I know, I know. It always sounds like a great idea but then I wake up grumpier than I was before. My brain is in a fog and I can’t shake it off.
On the other hand, I really, really, really want my kids to nap. Teddy hasn’t napped since he was two. He’s now six. So, that dream is never happening again. Annie hasn’t napped at home in almost a year, but she did occasionally nap at her last daycare. Her current morning program doesn’t include nap time. I try to enforce quiet time but she often wants me to lay down with her. Great, kid. As if you’re not glued to my side enough now I can’t get work done during the one time I thought for sure that I could. However, if I do lie down with her, I often fall asleep. And she still does not! And then I’m grumpy and she’s cranky from overtiredness and then we’re in even deeper waters than we would have been if I hadn’t tried to make her rest. It’s a vicious cycle!
So, what about you? Do you enjoy naps?
Recently, as I was doing a live makeup tutorial on my Facebook wall, a man began commenting. He had said he believed the video was something that might pertain to him and it wasn’t. He was annoyed and I said that I would gladly talk about Saturday plans, as that was part of the title of my video but no one had commented back after I talked about mine. I didn’t really care that others hadn’t commented. Some of my videos are at a great time to chat and some aren’t. I was rushing and trying to get out the door myself. Then, the man suggested I talk about Pride and Prejudice. I assume he added me as a friend because he enjoyed my writing. I explained a few things about my upcoming release and then he wrote, “the women in Pride and Prejudice are materialistic and care more about makeup than they do the protagonist.”
I LOST IT.
As I confronted him, he (possibly) attempted backtracking with a “not really, sorry” reply. At first, I also apologized but a moment later I put together his previous comment about the video not being what he liked. THEN LEAVE. Trying to shame me into talking about whatever he wanted is a misogynists’ tactic. So, I laid into him some more and concluded it with I could be a reader, a writer, and be intelligent and also like makeup because I do it for me. Then I finished my tutorial and concluded the video.
Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever been angrier in my life. I have had those sorts of remarks from other women, too. They seem to believe that if they enjoy reading they shouldn’t be interested in makeup. They insinuate that only the vain and shallow wear any or would bother to sell it and spend time applying it more than on rare occasions. I’ve never been angry at the that assumption because I know it also stems from fear. We don’t want to be seen as less for our interests.
Think about high school. Did you like the pretty, perfect girl? The one who always looked put together? I bet she had a lot of boyfriends too. Most girls either emulated the pretty one or were jealous of her. If you were like me, you eventually matured and saw your value in other things. You may have even told yourself, “Well, I’m not as pretty as her but I’m smarter.” You believed you had spent your time on more important things.
And slowly, with each year, you told yourself more and more that you could only be one or the other. The ideas became mutually exclusive. In the Romance genre, there is quite a trope of the overlooked bluestocking or librarian. The smart girl with glasses and her hair pulled back too tight. She shuns most people and doesn’t fit in. When she does speak she’s awkward and sarcastic. Unexpectedly, the hero sees her beauty underneath and, if the writer is worth her salt, eventually the heroine does as well. Along the way, either two things happen: either she utterly transforms herself to get the guy/because of the guy or the rest of the world never sees her beauty. This either empowers the heroine into claiming her uniqueness or her feelings of gratitude for him viewing her as beautiful when no one else does is the basis of her love for him.
The problem is, neither is about the heroine seeing her own beauty before a man enters the picture. Real confidence is being able to look in the mirror after you’ve had no sleep and knowing that you’re still beautiful inside and out. But if you want to take 15 minutes to slap on some foundation, concealer, and mascara, that’s great too! Some people are afraid to wear makeup–I was one of them! I was afraid that if I wore anything the world would think I was saying “I don’t like how I look.” That’s not what I’m saying and I’m no longer afraid of what the world thinks.
However, for the record, I bet you could apply makeup while reading a book (or maybe listening). I bet you could be a CEO and wear cosmetics. I bet you could be President or Prime Minister and wear it. And I think you can be an author and wear makeup too.
And I think you can be an author and wear makeup too.
Yeah…so…. my diet never started last week. But didn’t I say it was healthy living? So, last week I made a choice to drink more water and limit my caffeine. I also made sure I took my Vitamin D (aka found the bottle). And the other night I made spaghetti squash pizza crust with turkey pepperoni and part skim mozzarella cheese. So, steps in the right direction, yes? We’ll be trying again this week. I just never got to the store when I planned and had some kid things and my husband’s work, oh and being laid up with an injured ankle for 72 hours, got in the way. So, I’m going to forgive myself and try again. 🙂
I’m supposed to be starting my healthy living program again today. My husband and I did really well with it last year up until October when we moved to my father-in-law’s and ran out of our easy to grab bars and well…excuses, excuses. We kept saying we were going to start again but then would wimp out for convenience reasons. Well, we are finally moved, unpacked, and the pantry is OVERFLOWING with our meal replacements. It’s time to start again and not look back this time! We were fortunate in the past with losing very quickly but it’s always worth remembering that slow progress is still progress. And this is helpful *just in case* I have any minor setbacks. Getting off routine for a few days is SOOOOO much better than 6 months because I demand perfection of myself. Slow progress wins!
What are some things you’ve had to slowly build at? Being an author is another example for me!