Tuesday, July 19, 2011

A realization has been made

Blurb My Brain:
There comes a time, in every military...whatever's s/he's-gone-experience when you realize that you've become a little too familiar with the whole "I don't have to keep up my appearance" mindset.  What I will not do is give you the benefit of knowing just how disgusting I am, but I will tell you that while I was looking at my hairy legs (crap, I just told you) I thought of a list of things that get neglected when they are gone.

  1. Legs.--suddenly, your razor and legs are no longer on speaking terms.  After all, your significant other isn't there to see you.  And Chewbacca syndrome will scare off any potential threats to the relationship. . . or it should.  That's when you realize you have no idea when you last shaved.
  2. Underarms--ok, so you shave these much more regularly than the legs.  Afterall, you can't go in public in a tank top with an afro under there. 
  3. Hair on the top of your head--had to clarify cause you know, the other two were about hair as well.  I have let my hair go wild, wash it and let it dry without brushing, ignoring that I need a haircut, and over all, just being lazy.  
  4. Showering--I still shower. Just not as much.  I don't have to worry about greasy hair if I'm not going to bump into him at the store unexpectedly.  So instead of showering 2 times a day (after the gym as well), I showered once a day (after the gym), but now I'm showering every other day. Come on, I sit at home doing nothing.  I'm not getting dirty, and I'm not even sweating because Germany's July this year is fricken 60 degrees.  
  5. Clothing--I definitely wear more tee shirts.  I think the only time I dress normally is when I leave the house in a "I'm going drinking" way.  
  6. Makeup--missing since my birthday. 
  7. Teeth--I still brush them, but I floss less. And that scares me. I made a mental note to start flossing every day. 
So there you have it.  Boyfriend's gone, and I turn into a less hygienic version of me.  

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