Am I Setting Myself Up?

I will admit I have my girly girl moments.  Sometimes more than others.  The past few days I have been excessively affectionate with my hubby and it wasn't till today that I realized it was a result of having good hair days the past few days.  So stupid how something so trivial can change the direction my day takes but it does.  As a woman when I feel sexier I dress the part and pay a little more attention to my appearance...don't we all?  Here is my worry.  As I sit here typing with my nails painted a fresh shade of Sonic Boom pink and looking so nice it occurs to me what makes me revert to my old ways of showing up for work with no makeup on,chipped nail polish, not quite right ponytail...WORK.  And I had forgotten the golden rule of Sunday (tomorrow) that I am one of the few members of any kind of management at work.  So where I might normally spend my day working on reports,counting merchandise,sitting in meetings,even prettying up my department, tomorrow I will be doing ANYTHING and EVERYTHING including processing and working freight. So when I leave the building at 4pm half of my nail polish will be left behind and my eyeliner will have me looking like an outcast from KISS and my hair...well lets just say they don't make enough product to keep my hair from looking like Tippi Hedren after the birds got ahold of her.  A little voice is telling me to just take the nail polish off now and hide the make-up so I am not tempted in the morning but I want my girly girl moment.  I want to look pretty for even just a little bit.  Feels so superficial but then we are all a little I think.  I just know the day I wear long sleeves the a/c goes out.  If I bring an umbrella it won't rain if I forget my umbrella it surely will rain and if I dress up I am gonna be working my ass off tomorrow.  On a totally other subject here after forcing husband to watch Hunger Games with me this afternoon I was informed I am no longer allowed to complain about the "depressing" subject matter that he spends his nights watching.  Pretty much anything on history or military channel.  So he gets a one week free pass then I am nagging away again.  Depressing fiction still not as bad as actual sad horrible stuff.  Eight people in this house and five have been stricken with cold/flu.  I am pretty much walking around wrapped in bubble wrap and spraying lysol on anything I touch.  There is a symphony of coughing going on between three of the stricken and it is a little spooky to hear.  I do not wish to join this chorus.  So off to bed I have a day of fun ahead of me with school starting in a few days.  YAY back to school.