You know, the older I get, the less I care about my appearance.
That's not to say I'm a rambling wreck, but I don't do a lot to enhance my looks. I swipe on a bit of makeup, make sure my clothes are clean and comfortable, and that's about it.
I was never good with the whole appearance thing. Maybe that's why I gravitated to a job where I could wear jeans every day. Whatever it was, I'm glad I never had to "dress for success" because I would have failed. Every day was casual Friday for us.
I wonder how much time I've saved because I never fussed with hair or face?
Food for thought ...
