Sorry if the first version of this one was blank...I was a dork and got to click happy. If it is not here, than woohoo, I recovered myself.
Anyways....so much for my big workout tonight.
Why did I think I could actually have a night off from the tax office during tax season in a big military area? Silly me......yes, which means that I was called in and need to be getting ready as I type this quick note....
Kachina....I want to do that pic that you were suggesting the other day. Hubby and I planned it tonight, but I have that now on hold. Maybe we can still sneak one in when I get home.....but I am usually tired and just want to get out of the "girlie" clothes and heels! Hold on to hope, I will get there soon!
Last night, for my tax office work, I wore this cute brown skirt and a leopard print top with my heels. I had a walk-in client see me and then requested that I do their taxes. My receptionist said that I should maybe wear that (with her finger circling about me) more often. I got several compliments about how good I look. It was a much appreciated ego-stroke. I was learning to relish it.
After work, my husband, Keith, and I met up for dessert. Even he stopped and stared for a minute.....keep those ego strokes coming!!
I have never been "girlie" before. I have always worked in plants/restaruants/warehouses, and now the kitchen of a school. So there isn't a lot of opportunity to get "girlie"...and I didn't think I would be the girlie type. I like my jeans and flannel jackets. But man, I can adjust to the girlie thing....it does feel good