I had plans for Women’s Months. Big plans. I wanted to adopt a ‘No explanation needed’ attitude, start saving for a holiday and buy that ever-elusive nude trench coat. I also wanted to raise the profile of women who inspire me. You know, take-over-the-world kind of stuff.
Well, August flew by in haze. What happened?
I’m still working on saying no without feeling guilty, still hiding from my credit card statement, and that trench has yet to find me. The empowering women bit is a little more interesting.