After my misadventures this weekend, I had scratches, potting soil under my nails, and sweat running down my face. Not the most attractive picture, but that picture also came with accomplishment. I marked quite a few things off of my to-do list this weekend.
One of these days, I might take a day to be one of those girls. I am sure that brunch would be a welcome break. I might even break down and get my nails and hair done. Of course, there probably isn't a soul alive who would recognize me, but it may be fun for a day!
Just one day, though. While I may not be the picture of perfection, that potting soil means another plant is growing. The scratches mean a flower garden has been returned to beauty. The sweat means hard work and a job well done.
I'll be one of those girls one of these days. But just one.