Out and About

After trying to set my hair myself, I pulled on my spunky little shift and faux gold bangles from the thrift shop and convinced my daughter to dress up in the loudest, most devine thing she could find and then we went out to do errands. I didn't feel strange at all, as a matter of fact, it felt good to be nice and clean and pulled together. The feeling lasted right through our trip to the grocery store and the pet food store, but when we pulled into our neighborhood, I saw the landscaper that had put in some bushes for us, pacing around our front yard making notes. I must admitt I dreaded getting out of the car.
But, for the sake of this project, I gulped down my embarrassement, put on my big dark Jackie glasses, and got out to talk to him; he never said a word.
After he left, I watered the plants, folded clothes, pre-prepped dinner, made a lime Jell-O and Cool-Whip dessert and then spent the next few hours watching GIANT.
Let me tell ya, I sure am glad I'm only trying on this life for a few days, because watching Elizabeth Taylor trying to manuever around in her alloted space as the wife of a Texas land rancher, made me squirm. As I watched, a small curtain of dread slid over my bright ideas of housewifery. Suddenly I noticed how uncomfortable my dress was, and that my big fake earrings were pinching my ears. It was only 3 PM, the day wasn't even over yet, but I knew I was done. I couldn't bear to change into my lovely evening dress and spray my hair up again, before my husband got home. I was soaked, drenched, drowned by the 50's and I wanted out, pronto!
I took off all my fancy duds, tied my hair in it's usual messy ponytail, and threw on a T-shirt and jeans, and presto - I was beamed right back up into 2006. Whew.