I am woman.

I did my makeup today

even though my plans involve staying home and doing housework. And maybe, if I'm lucky, seeing my husband at some reasonable-ish hour. I put on more than usual too, and I changed out of my pajamas.

These are things I've been determined to do, but when you stay home without even a baby to impress and your husband comes home so late you're back in pajamas again anyway, it makes it hard to motivate yourself.

I love that the vacuum cleaner can be seen in the background - so true to life.

And in this one: the laundry.

I'm tellin' ya folks, there is a want of glamor in this household. And I am wont to regret that fact.

I'm 24, female, newly married and most typically resemble a boy or a bum... and that's only a slight exaggeration.

Besides, I need to do this more often or I won't survive this awkward stage my hair is going through. (Trust me, it only looks cute from the side).

So here's to feeling like a woman! A woman without a man, perhaps; A woman with a vacuum, a pile of laundry and a messy office; A woman in her housework leggings, sure. But I am a woman in makeup, and not pajamas... and it's quite an improvement.