Sometimes, the crazy in and outs of my life make me wonder: if the neighbors are watching our driveway, what must they think of my life?
Yesterday was one of those days.
First, I left dressed in running tights and race shirt for the first outdoor trek in months.
Upon return, I showered and changed so quickly that when I left for work I still had the blood-red post-run face.
A few hours later, I pulled in the driveway, ran inside threw on a dress and heels for a new-blog photo shoot (more on that later) and looked decidedly different than I had a few hours before for my church work.
Finally, about an hour later (quick photo shoot) I pulled back in, with bare feet. Yes, bare feet. The reason for this will become clear when the new blog is revealed.
Finally, I de-spanxed, threw on jeans and headed back out with the family for Sunday dinner at the Grandparents’.
All of this happened in the span of about five hours. All I could think, with four wardrobe changes in five hiura (including no shoes!), what must the neighbors think?
