The joys of being a mum have come to bite me in the face last week when my son lovingly gave me bacterial conjunctivitis. Beyond waking up with your eyes glued shut, feeling completely disgusting, OCD hand washing, days off work and avoiding human contact in general, it meant replacing all my eye make up all at once. Not one to wear heavy make up I was surprised how much replacing it had topped my agenda for my first non-sick day. I think we may have blurred the lines between want and need.
Yesterday my work colleague and I were talking about how I don’t have broadband at home due to port availability. He was outraged at the infrastructure lag (for your Aussies out there, we aren’t even on the NBN radar) and called it a “basic necessity of life like electricity“. I think I’ve been spoilt by availability. Won’t stop me fighting the good avocado fight though. Someone commented longingly on a photo of avo on toast on my instagram like I had just posted a photo of myself dripping in designer gear. I’ll forgo some make up if we can bring Avo’s back to the world!