That Fateful Day

In every relationship there comes a time when people let their guard down and start to be themselves. About a year and half into living together, my now-husband and I started to get really comfortable with each other. I stopped waking up before him to get my hair and makeup done before he woke up, I stopped wearing thongs every single day and through in an occasional "with a butt" pair of underwear (still cute, Victoria Secrets panties, not granny panties mind you). My husband stopped shaving daily and started leaving his socks on the floor. Things were good, we were happy, and then one fateful day I realized things had just gone way too far.

We were out of shampoo and conditioner so my husband went to Target to gather some essentials. When he returned with his bag of items he had with him the fateful item that made me realize things had gone astray. Two in one shampoo and conditioner. I was aghast with shock and dismay. Obviously, I had let off the image that I was so low maintenance I now did not even need to wash and condition separately. Where had I gone wrong? I still shaved my legs, I still dressed cute, I wasn't wearing a mu-mu but apparently my showering had become minimal.

My husband of course had no idea what the big deal was. He used two-in-one shampoo, why couldn't I? Why couldn't I? I asked myself the same question; surely, I was being silly. So I immediately ran to my crisis counselor (my best Friend Audi) for advice. Alas, she confirmed my conclusions: that indeed things had gone horribly wrong. I tried to think of my step-mother with her perfectly manicured nails, eye lash extensions, and year round tan. My father would never dare by her two-in one shampoo and while I would never liken myself to that extent of primping I would like to think I'm at least a shadow of that kind of personal maintenance.

Reality of course, is that I'm not a big primper. I do my makeup in the mornings, but I never re-apply during the day. I style my hair, but never carry a brush on me and I have a vast collection of high heels, but more often than not, wear sneakers. I still make the 4 time-a-year trip to Fredericks of Hollywood or Victoria's Secret, I still wear the lacy underpants and ever since that day I make an effort to get up at least a few times a week and be ready before my husband can set eyes on me.

There is nothing wrong with being low-maintenance but there is a line between low and no maintenance and I was worried that my husband had thought I had crossed from one area to the other. It is important in a relationship to keep the magic alive and part of that entails leaving certain things to the imagination. It is very easy to let things slide and forget the things you would do if you were just dating, if you do not try to keep it, that tingling feeling will slip away.

Of course I realize he still has no idea what happened but this I can assure you: he will never buy me two in one shampoo and conditioner again.