I have no idea what possessed me to put my makeup on in dark this morning. Okay, technically speaking it wasn't the dark...but i couldn't be arsed to put on the light in the bathroom, thought the morning rays would suffice.
It's a miracle in itself that i actually was even half-arsed to put on makeup in the first place, besides the "foundation-mascara-lip-gloss" routine, i tend to think anything over and above that is a bit of an overkill. Nobody wants to look like they're heading out to a club at 7.15am on a Monday morning.
Just as well i took a last glance at myself before getting out of the car and heading into the office, because the blush on my cheeks was similar to the obvious round circles of blush sported by one Aunt Sally from the 80's children's show, Worzel Gumidge (anyone remember that show?).
Thankfully it was something that a few swipes of tissue paper could get rid of! At least i didn't attempt to put on mascara in the dark :-)
So i just got out of a goal-setting meeting with my performance manager, who by the way, truly rocks. Why do people insist on knowing what you will be doing or your aspirations in 5 years time? The first answer that pops to mind is, "Umm, i hope to be alive and in good healthy with all my faculities in working order."
A brief outline of where you would like to be and what you hope to be doing, that i get. Some step-by-step plan, complete with timeline and what-not, i think is kinda realistic. Most people don't know what they're doing this weekend let alone this time next year.
Do any of you have your lives mapped out for the next 10 years?