I'm feeling disheveled today and I'm not sure why. I am hoping my vitamins help me feel balanced. But I just took those and I'm sure it'll be a while before I feel better. The vitamins are organic and probiotic, and I'm excited to feel the benefits. I ordered them online and will post later once I have more to say about those.
I feel like a rag doll. The clothes I picked to wear today feel old, worn, floppy. It's just some linen/cotton pants with a sweater. In fact, I rarely wear these particular clothes. But now that I'm wearing them, maybe that's why I rarely wear them. They make me feel ick.
A shopping spree would be nice. Would be are key words here. Most of my shopping sprees are saved for groceries and things needed for my 22 month old son. I don't mind that my priorities fall in that direction, in fact, it's my choice for it to be that way.
So I never, ever, okay not ever, give clothes away. Sometimes I do, sometimes. But mostly, if you were to look through my closet and storage, you will find clothes from 10 years ago. There are clothes that I haven't worn in 10 years. So why do I have them? Because there are moments where I just can't bring myself to doing laundry (pathetic I know) and I find myself looking for pants or a top that I haven't even worn in I don't know how long. Scary.
But I don't mind. Nobody knows this. Unless someone is reading this and may wonder the next time you see me, how old are those clothes?! :)
I feel it's no different than shopping at a consignment store, or a yard sale. Granted, I don't buy myself clothes at either of these stores for the simple fact, I have too many clothes already.
So today I will allow myself to feel disheveled. I parked my car, scrubbed a few swipes of blush on my face (I rarely wear any makeup so this is the extent of what I would wear), rolled some lavender on my wrists and hoped for the best.