1/29/10

Oh, the price I pay for good hygiene.



A little background information:
I scrub my face (morning and night) with a face cleanser. This cleanser also doubles as a face mask.
When I wake up, the very first thing  I do to get ready for the day is brush my teeth (I cannot stand even five minutes with morning breath. GROSS), then I wash my face. 
It is a very important regiment in my schedule. 
Unless I have somewhere to go in the morning, I usually keep this "mask" on while I do my homework. 

Before I start my school day, I go downstairs and make a cup of coffee (especially on those bitterly cold days). Once Josiah and I are all settled at the table, he colors pictures of Thomas [the train] and I study. He is such a great study buddy.

You might know that we are currently having some work done on our bathroom. 
Now, the problem is that the man comes at 8 in the morning (to work in my bathroom). This means that I have to be all ready for the day at around seven. 
In case you haven't noticed, seven is just one hour away from six... 

I am not necessarily a morning person. If you are, thats fine. Don't worry, I won't hold it against you. 

The story:
Can you guess what I had on my face this morning? 

I was just praying that he would not want to come into the kitchen. 
Well, apparently he did. 
As I was sitting there with my back to the door, I heard it slowly open; his big, clunky work boots sauntering down the hall floor. 
He stood in the doorway and tried to get my attention, "Kelle? Kelle? I have a question..."

I was just thinking, "Maybe if I don't turn around, he'll think I'm deaf.  Or, maybe I can just answer him without turning around." 

But I didn't. Instead, I turned around and said, "No, this is her daughter. Can I help with anything?"

Well, you should have seen the look upon his big, scruffily face! Let me tell you, my "mask" must have been pretty scary looking because after a long pause, he looked at me, kind of stuttered, and said he would go back upstairs. 
Priceless.
It must have been quite a shock for the poor guy. 
After the encounter, I looked in the bathroom mirror at myself... I guess I did look pretty frightening. 

And here is the part when the embarrassment started to set in — if I didn't have that mask on, you assuredly could have seen my crimson cheeks.

At any rate, I was relieved about his decision not to interrogate me further. 
Shoot! I bet he thinks all homeschoolers are freaks now. That is just dandy! Well, I'm sorry, guys. 

Believe it or not, I did take some life lesson away from this: 
Not to take myself too seriously.  
Who cares if I want to wear a mask around my house? If somebody comes to the door, I don't need to be embarrassed.
Today's standards/expectations are kind of silly.  Don't get me wrong, I do like to look nice and all, but what's on the inside ultimately counts more than the outside. 

Proverbs 11:2 says, "When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom". 

All too often I find myself caught up in looking nice and etc. Yeah, that is pride. I wish I wasn't prideful... but then I guess I wouldn't be human. I'm just thankful that God forgives - He uses often embarrassing moments to teach me... and I definitely learn the lessons. For sure.


4 comments:

Stephanie said...

Shoot! I bet he thinks all homeschoolers are freaks now. That is just dandy! Well, I'm sorry, guys.

hahahaha :D oh man. thats great.

Anonymous said...

Ohh Christine I laughed so hard when I read this! It reminds me of something I did in orchestra yesterday that made me decide not to take MYSELF to easily. We were coming back from break and my stand partner offered me a famous amos chocolate chip cookie - YUM! I stuck the WHOLE thing in my mouth! After a second, she looked at me and said "where'd it go??? did you eat all of it already??" I laughed, trying not to spew cookie all over the room and, when I had finished the cookie, explained that I had been deciding whether to get chocolate in my teeth or put the whole thing in my mouth. I had decided on the latter. =)

Sorry....that was long. I miss you!

Anonymous said...

...and after today the AT&T repair man thinks we're NUTS, too! ;P

Christine said...

Yes, that thought did flash through my mind (as I answered the door in my sweats, acne cream, and gross hair at 4 o'clock in the afternoon - quite the sight to behold)
... but what do you mean "WE"? As I recall, you made me talk to the guy.

I won't blame him for his prejudgment of us - I would probably assume the same if I were in his shoes.

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