I hate to shop. I have mentioned this a bazillion times. But I need new clothes so I have to shop.
Or do I?
I have been telling myself I don’t NEED anything new. I can keep wearing what I have despite the tightening and tearing. When material starts pilling, that’s a sign. Eff your sign Jeff Foxworthy.
Doh!
Now what did poor ole Jeff ever do to me?
Any who, my point is that NEED is a strong word. I mean really. Do I NEED new clothes? I wonder where Fred is when I need him? Fred would agree. No to new clothes!
Yesterday I pulled two dresses, a pair of pants and a shirt off the rack. Took them home. Tried them on. Said bleh, bleh, bleh as I looked in the mirror and promptly took them back earlier today. Good thing this is a WANT and not a NEED. Heaven help me when the real (as opposed to fake) time comes. I am going to have to hire someone to help me.
As always, more to come.