shopping spree
I prescheduled yesterday's monologues, so while they posted themselves, I took myself off on a shopping spree. Clothes shopping. Sort of. 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 could...