I’ve unknowingly been using a bb cream way too light for my skin and have been sporting the two-tone look for the past couple of days. You know, the one where your face is different color from your neck? Yep.
I’m very sensitive and this week at work was proof of it. An email came back to me from someone in another department, basically accusing me of making mountains out of mole hills and being too “anxious” for information that I needed from her. I took it very personally, more than I should have. For hours, our slightly heated exchange had me overanalyzing and thinking all sorts of things like, what could I have said/done differently to avoid this? Why was I so misunderstood when I deliberately chose my words so as not to come off rude or demanding? Why would she even write that? I was so bothered! Not to mention, totally consumed by it. About 24 hours later (yes, 24 hours!), I told myself, Okay. It’s time to let this go. And now I feel completely silly over it. Nothing like a few days’ time to give you perspective.
As I was walking up the stairs in the subway station, a guy ran up next to me and shouted, “I’ll race ya!”. After I let him race himself to the top, he said, “Oh well, next time!” Since then, I’ve seen him every day on my train, and every day he walks past with HUGE grin on his face and says “good morning!”. A part of me thinks, eh we’re saying hi now? And another part of me thinks it’s pretty admirable he’s so chipper at 7am.
Is it the weekend yet? Because I really need it to be.