I prescheduled yesterday's monologues, so while they posted themselves, I took myself off on a shopping spree.
I don't enjoy clothes shopping, I can never find things I like, that fit me, that I can afford, that aren't granny clothes, yet don't make me look like 50+ trying to pass as a teenager.
Quite frankly that last option is horrifying to me. Low rise jeans and midriff tops?
no no no.
Anyway, I wasn't looking for outer wear this time.
I've been making do with the minimum of underwear and socks for several years now and decided enough was enough.
I'm tired of hand washing a few things because there isn't enough to make running the machine worthwhile. I have a big family sized front loader, I'm not turning that on to wash three pairs of socks....
I know now, (after an internet search and emailing the company) which store stocks my favourite style of undies (under a different brand name, no wonder I couldn't find them), so I counted up my savings, and off I went.
Found the undies and hooray! they had my size! Not many in my size, so I bought all they had on the rack. Eight pairs of knickers. Then off I went looking for socks. I'm still wearing the socks I had when I was working, I thought a few new pairs would be nice. They had my preferred style and size but in limited colours, so now I have several pairs all the same, no big deal, matching after washing will be so much easier.
Toss in a new bra, heck they're on sale, have two....
Now I have enough that I can wear without hand washing in the middle of the week.
I won't have to shop again for years and years.
Although now that I think about it, my shorts are looking a little worn......
The funny part? They're exactly the same as the old stuff, but having new makes me feel pretty.
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