I ordered a bunch of samples this week for my Stella & Dot biz. I am really excited to get them. When I get a Stella & Dot box, it is like getting a present, seriously. The jewels are business tools of course, but being that I am my own walking commercial, it behooves me to get glammed up to go about my daily business. So I'm sporting delicates to Mommy & Me, I'm sporting statement jewels to bible study, I'm Rocking something edgy to go meet a friend for coffee, it's awesome. The good news is, having to get "dressed" has gotten me out of my yoga pants rut. I was getting way to comfortable in yoga pants and flip flops. I always do my hair and make up, but now I have to wear a good top too, to show off the jewels. You can't wear an awesome top with sweats, so then I put on jeans, then opt for the boots over the flip flops. It is an awesome domino effect. Getting back to work has been good for me. I'm a mom yes, but I am also a woman and I need to dress like the woman I want to be. It doesn't hurt, that wearing fab jewels is also the best way to sell fab jewels, right?
I am helping to prepare a baby shower for a young woman at our church. She is young, just 22. Thinking about her, and what the future may hold for her and her little family, got me to thinking about life at 22. Much has changed for me since I was 22. That was really a difficult time. I didn't realize at the time that it was difficult. I had graduated from college, was having a post college, pre-real life, super good time. I was bar tending, partying, picking up and traveling to far away places to party some more. I didn't really have much in the way of financial responsibility yet, and my parents were living in Egypt-- leaving me in charge of the house and my younger sister. It was an "out all night, sleep all day", kind of life. To be honest, I was setting a pretty poor example for my sister, who at the time was working full-time at a nursing home, and was far more responsible than I was. Looking back at that time, and even later, till about age 25, it make...
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