Let's Get Some Clothes!

Every time I start to write a new post I have a mini heart attack but feel exhilaration all at the same time.  It's so overwhelming having it completely blank with a million different thoughts and ideas to write about.  At the same time it's a white canvas to color and paint in any way I choose.

A couple weekends ago I went shopping for some new clothing after a co-worker pointed out that I wear the same outfits all the time, which is completely true.  There's an art to rotating through your clothes if you only own a limited number of things that are appropriate for work.  Especially if your office is freezing all the time and you have to wear winter clothes even in the summer just to stay warm.  I work in two different offices and had a system down of what to wear when and how in order to make my outfits "stretch" further. Unfortunately, I was caught doing this a couple times, when a gal would bounce between the two offices on the same days I did.  This is the spark that ignited the desire to buy some badly needed clothes. (If you did not know or could not tell, I'm not one to go out shopping all the time.)

I learned, or rather saw, two unpleasant things about myself that Saturday.  Firstly, I am a very rude driver with no patience whatsoever.  I'm so easily irritated by a "slow" driver and one who is in my way.  As if I am the center of the universe and they are a hindrance to me.  Secondly, I am a mean and grumpy shopper. Everyone is in my way, again.  "I'm just trying to find a shirt to wear but you're standing right where I need to look".  I avoid human contact so I can get in and get out with what I need.  Really, these are a singular problem with my pride; thinking everything should revolve around me and my needs (or wants).  Instead of showing kindness, patience, and unselfishness, even in a small way, I choose to be a jerk.  Really, when it comes down to it, I am.  It is so wonderful to see these things in me...  Honestly, they don't surprise me for in my sinful man this is what is natural.  I am however, annoyed and irritated at myself for them.  I know better.  I am not better than this behavior. I simply know better, so the question is will I choose the better?

My mom is coming for a couple weeks in November and in the words of Sue, "I'm so freaking excited!".  I really can't wait!  I haven't seen her since July, which really isn't that bad, but still I miss her.

Alas, I still faithfully watch dailygrace daily and MirandaSings often.  In this current moment I am listening to CHVRCHES, they have an upbeat, techno feel that leaves you feeling not quite sad.  About Time is an excellent movie!  I would highly recommend one see it if they enjoy that genre of film.  Really, go see it!  I must admit to a new addiction.  To coffee.  Yes, new.  Because, it newly happens everyday to be my still addiction. (That sounded more clever in my head. Sorry, not as funny as I thought.)  I'm trying to work out.  I would say again but it's been so long since I have that I don't really think it qualifies to be in an 'again' category.

I'm taking a break from writing about traveling for a bit.  I need to be content where I am and always imagining gallivanting around the world does nothing to ease my anxious heart and mind.

"If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders."  Unknown

Where does your mind wander?

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