Vanity Murdered

I can't win.

I am so d@#n vain. It's really terrible. If I'm not thinking about how I look - I'm sleeping.

This is not something I'm proud of. And God isn't too proud of it either. I can tell because He's out to get me. He wants to suck all the hot air out of my beautiful, shiny, pink, vanity balloon.

Which as a heaven-bound individual I'm supposed to be totally fine with. In fact I should even be happy about it.

Well clearly I'm not in heaven yet because I'm not ready. I'm still too sinful. I'm still just thinking about myself.

There are times when I just know deep down that I deserve to spend money on something that puffs up my vanity. A couple days ago I bought this amazing light purple nail polish that I saw in a magazine and fell in love with. (Pat on the back for not buying it right away and waiting 2 weeks)

After I put it on I couldn't stop looking at my nails and thinking about how beautiful and trendy they were. I was obsessed.

I went home for lunch and was cleaning out a soup can. I stuck my whole hand in it with a sponge, twisted my hand back and forth inside it and the can had the audacity to slice open my pinky finger - ruining my hand-beauty and comfort for the week.

It hurt as bad as it sounds. Yes, there was lots of blood.

Earlier this week, I went to the DMV in the morning - pre-shower - to get new plates for my car. I hate not showering. I look gross. To a vain person such as myself it's a huge faux pax. While I was there trying to innocently get plates - they made me get an AZ license. Which, as you're now realizing, involves a picture!

I am for - ev - er immortalized, unshowered and greasy, on my license. This is the one that the hot bartenders and waiters see! I'm ruined. I'll never have a husband who holds a job serving drinks. Not like it's first on my list, but still.

What is God doing to me?

I really can't help but smile at how He knows how to push my buttons. Of course not in a bad way. I want to be closer to Him, He wants to be closer to me.

I guess my hair and nails got in the way.

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