I'm sitting here in my Monday T-shirt (a green classic tee with a yoga buddha and its golden aura - from Old Navy) wearing my favorite thong (sorry Dad) and my best cut-off jean shorts that I decorated myself with Union Jack patches.
I have no perfume on, no lip gloss, and no eyeliner.
I told my family to get their own damn breakfast.
I am myself again (well, I would never really say that to the kids, Jon yes, but not the kids) and it feels weird. I need time to process the past two weeks and write up the evaluation. Please excuse me and grant me a little bit of time to write something in conclusion of the experiment.
I hope to post it this evening or tomorrow.
THANKS for reading!
- Nisa
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