At least I wasn't in my bathrobe...

For those of you keeping track of the Get It Together Plan, hereafter referred to as GIT, I must confess that I took my daughter to school today with a head full of wet hair (mine, not hers...she doesn't really have any hair yet). My mom taught me not to go outside with wet hair, especially when it's 45 degrees out, but I just couldn't help it. To be fair, Harper was clean, fed and dressed in a really cute outfut, so who really cares what I look like, right? I'm guessing the exception to that is my coworkers, who probably wish I would at least put a little lip gloss on. Baby steps, people.