PEOPLE REALLY DON’T CARE
I’ve been meaning to write these posts for quite a while because I have TRULY learned a lot through our time of “financial struggle”. And, since we’re not quite in the clear, I’m continuing to learn every day.
The first thing I learned is that people really don’t care. I don’t at all mean that they don’t care that me or my family is going through a difficult time. I mean:
- People don’t care if I get my hair cut, colored, highlighted…or whether I even fix it. Certainly, we’ve had to cut a few costs in the area of hair care. My hair cuts are VERY spaced out, I am doing my highlights at home and we bought a cheap pair of clippers and I cut Jeff’s hair now. My friends and “people” in general are still just as full of nice things to say about my hair. In fact, I’ve found that if I do absolutely nothing to it, I get the most compliments. Crazy. I still don’t love the slight military high-and-tight feel that Jeff’s hair has to it right after I cut it, but it sure does save us about $40 a month.
- People don’t care if I wear the same pair of jeans each time I see them. No one notices that I have not bought any nice, new, current clothing in over a year. If I wear my favorite jeans every time I see them, no one cares or notices.
- People don’t care that my shoes are ratty. Not a single person laughs when I wear my black shoes that I’ve been wearing throughout 4 winters now. In fact, I’m sure they don’t even notice my shoes.
The bottom line is: I am far more concerned about my appearance that other people are. What people do notice is a kind smile, an encouraging word and a listening ear.
P.S. Highlighted my own hair last night. Here are the results. I think it’s very Gwen Stefani.
More to come on the lessons of being broke.