Mean Girls Week: Tuesday

A few coworkers decided to do a Mean Girls week from October 23-26 because we all loved the movie and I was down.

Welcome to Mean Girls Week. Here are the Rules:

• Don’t wear a tank top two days in a row
• You can only wear your hair in a ponytail once a week
• On Wednesdays, we wear pink
• You can only wear jeans or track pants on Friday
• Be effortlessly plastic

You must take a photo of your outfit every day and share your thoughts.

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I was up late Monday night at the vet, and with worry. As I was starting to sleep, and then at about 3am the kittens sat at the side of the bed and yowled at me until they got attention - and another can of cat food.

I was totally ready to grab jeans from the hamper and be like “oh, I forgot..?” I didn’t even want to shower….or be at work on time…or do this Mean Girls thing. Or leave my foster-babies.

But one of the rules is "Be Effortlessly Plastic."

Putting this look together took effort (because I hadn’t planned it, number one) and as our front desk maven, Kelsey, snapped this picture, a lot of people told me I looked nice and liked the color combination as if I planned it.

But mere hours before this, I was cuddling fragile kittens and wearing cat food and medications as much as I was delivering it. I was rummaging through the litter box for signs of butt-worms. I was worried my foster-kitten wasn’t gaining weight, that one was getting sicker, and tht maybe it wasn’t warm enough. And I forgot to put in my Chewy order so…

AHHHH! WHY AM I DOING THIS MEAN GIRL THING!? MY SHIRT IS WRINKLED!

But, I had to look effortless.

Today was a much needed reminder that when you do everything right, people will wonder if you did anything at all. Or that when your work is flawless, people only see the success and rarely see the work to get there or the billion other things going on around you.

I reminded myself to compliment people on their dirty, miserable, heartbreaking, grinding work that was needed rather than idolizing the success alone. There are no "three easy steps" of effortless success. Being effortless is f**king hard.

Almost as hard as an American figuring out how to get .20ml of amoxicillin based on a 50mg/ml script from a 30g/60ml bottle oral suspension powder…they use the metric system in Africa, though.

So, despite a rough weekend of helicoptering-fostering nurturing my foster kittens and offering support to my fellow rescuers dealing with far worse issues, at the time of this photo, I’m was pretty sure I could take over the world in the right pencil skirt.

I even took the time to straighten my hair – I just missed that huge part in the photo. So, work in progress….