Laughing

Yesterday I off handily posted on Facebook, that I was thankful that I have learned to laugh at myself. Right after I posted that the thought came, CAN YOU REALLY? Or are you still that PK that feels the need to be perfect all the time. I squished it and moved on.
Here comes this morning. Got ready for a Barre Class @ Seren Motus in Franklin. I even brushed my hair... I NEVER bother with that when heading to the gym... I went and signed in, ran to the restroom, and looked in the mirror, and LAUGHED OUT LOUD at myself, my hair was a HOT MESS and somehow my eye makeup from last night ( I swear I washed it off before I went to bed) was all kinds of nasty. I quickly tried to fix it all, but nothing would work!
Ran back into class only to realize that I had to take off my shoes... can we say I need a pedi in the worst way possible. Once again I laughed out loud!
After the class, which by the way KICKED MY .... I hopped onto the elevator and started chatting with the ladies riding down, who wanted me to know that I should not be discouraged, about doing so badly in the class.... Once again I laughed about loud, and said yup, it was HARD, but hey I have only been able to walk again for less than a year.

Once I made it home after a yummy coffee and great talk with one Katie S.
I realized, my t-shirt had several holes in it and my yoga pants where covered in bleach spots, and I had worn my 14 yr old step daughters sports bra... she is a medium I AM NOT.

At one time all of these things would have had me in tears, and feeling judged, whether real or imaigined. But thanks to God's UNFAILING LOVE, and beating into my head that I have value, worth and I am HIS DAUGHTER, I can laugh at myself, and really quite enjoy who I am !