As I listen to my pandora station heading home from work the other day the wise words of Blink 182’s All The Small Things resonates in my mind. “Work sucks. I know.” This might ring true to many of you out there but don’t get me wrong I am very fortunate and grateful to have a stable job that allows me to support myself and my shoe habit but just bear with me as I digress.
Because of this daily grind that has become the norm of our lives the pressure to get through the end of the work week can leave a girl drained physically and mentally. Many have adopted the “live for the weekend” mentality to counteract the pummeling blows and bruises received from their week usually with a weekend filled with hard partying and late nights. The idea seems reasonable but I never really understood the logic behind it. I mean rationally it’s impossible to let off all the steam acquired from five workdays in just 2 1/2 nights and more than likely feel even more drained, tired and probably hungover to start the horrid work week ahead.
Which leads me to explain what I did this weekend which might not seem appealing to most because I do have grandma tendencies (stay in and read a book, drink some wine, listen to Norah Jones as I fold my laundry.) I live such a crazy hectic yet wonderful life that sometimes the best way for me to recover from work is to take the time to enjoy all the small things. Like appreciating a good nap or spending time with friends over good Mexican and even better margaritas, playing Taboo and doing the Wobble. Now that might seem lame or even described as a wasted weekend but it was exactly what I needed to be ready to fight another day in the gladiatorial world of nursing. This is what I wore to meet up with friends for dinner and drinks. A laid back prep look for the weekend gone glam thanks to my new suede red pumps and glossy lips.
Enjoy the rest of your Sunday night and have a great week gladiators and