Let me set this stage for you. It's 6 am and truly mornings are not my favorite. Colder mornings are even harder for me to get moving. I'm not bitter nor grumpy to get my day started it just takes me a little while to adjust to being actually awake and functioning. Ok... the coffee in hand and time to get ready for my day. By this time I've already started one load of laundry, emptied the dishwasher fed the dogs, made my protein shake and Nicks lunch for the day. I'm awake I should be able to process getting ready. So the inspection starts … For the younger crowd you may not get all of this but remember this story when your older. You'll get it and laugh with me. There is a 5x magnified lighted mirror I use for my viewing pleasure…
On first inspection is wow, I could use a little more sleep. Next is the skin check, why? oh why? Can a teenage mutant ninja pimple be on my face? Shouldn't those have gone away like 30 years ago? Never the less it needs to be washed, witch hazeled and covered. Next is the hair factor, not the long, blond hair I love to play with and curl, apparently as we age, there is a rogue factor of facial hair. It kinda just grows. And It grows in all the wrong places, the hair on my head, eyebrows and eyelashes thin, yet hair appears in and around the lips and nose and what's up with the chin?? So the inspection ends with the satisfaction of all rogue hairs removed for the day. Makeup applied, hair done, ready a to go! Pretty satisfied with all that I've done.
Then the starkness of reality hits me…. It's 4 pm I'm back home for the evening, hair in a pony tail and makeup off, which requires me to be in front of my 5x mirror again. How….how … How can this be? How could there be a ¼ inch rogue hair on the corner of my lip…I passed the 6 am inspection! This must be a… Cruel joke. Why did no one tell me? Ok … I'm not sure if I could do that either and I'm the friend that tells you when you have junk in your teeth! How can one hair grow at the speed of light and defy all scientific truth that hair only grows in minuscule increments during the day… Liars! They are not 40+ women! So it gets promptly removed in a huff with precision and frustration that I maybe just maybe, I missed this rogue hair, or that hair in all the wrong places grows at lightening speed.
Now I know this is not just my special gift only given to me… I've had many a laugh with some very good and honest friends…. It happens to them too. So my solution…. Continue the 6 am inspection and when that rogue hair or mutant pimple shows up later in the day… Laugh!!!! It's worth it, just laugh it off and move on. There is another 6 am inspection tommorow.