I overheard a conversation between two mothers in a waiting room the other day. One happened to be gorgeous and very put together. The other, pretty enough, looks a little like a run down Mom. The conversation turned to makeup. Oh, said the run down mom, I don’t wear makeup, I don’t have time in the mornings. Don’t have time, asked the other mom, “or can’t be bothered?”
It was friendly, (not as bitchy as it might sound), and the two women laughed, but I have been thinking about it for days.
Again, no judgements here about how you (or I) should prioritize the time we do have, just a moment to reflect on whether we are really honest with ourselves when we say we don’t have time. How long does it take — 10 minutes? It’s not a matter of time.