for my dog walks I prefer proper walking boots
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talking of boots, and feet in general I've suddenly realised I've been much less bothered with pain in my feet lately. Possibly a bit of recovery after a little weight loss, being able to buy decent shoes after my mortgage went through and also leaving my old job. It was 5 nights of being on my feet in a row and I think I do better in shorter bursts.
Well Good morning all on Sunday, it's definitely Autumn here which is my favourite season, and it's my favourite time of new moon this week, I'm working weds evening but home at 2230, if it's not raining I may have a little fire before I go to bed, send up some gratitude and new intentions.
I've been a very naughty spender
@ladyfelsham and yes I have struggled a bit, I manage to buy for the kids and the house without guilt but I do feel I need to justify my own need for clothing, but having bought a lot suddenly, if you add up what I've bought over the past 5 years it will still be a lot less than most people lol. I'm trying to find my own way though and my own comfort and style are part of that. I still would seldom spend a lot on one item, aside from footwear which I've learned I really need good quality shoes or I just can't wear them.
I went back on to the simply be website and scrolled through their 'sale' pages and found a good few more items, so I've ordered another batch. I'll be the best dressed that I've been in a LONG time, but ya know - I'm ready to get out there. Perhaps even date if the right circumstances arise, it's about time I felt better about myself.
Do you guys remember the denim dungaree style dress I liked months ago and decided I wanted to make something similar? it was £47 which i wouldn't pay especially knowing I'll need to alter it for my height. Well it's now on sale for £14.50 hell I couldn't even buy the fabric for that so I ordered one, I'll make the alterations!
So confessional - my latest round of spending will add 1 pair of jeans, 2 pairs of Jeggings, 1 dress, 1 pair Pj's, a pack of pants, 3 cami tops, 1 cardigan, 1 hoodie, 2 blouses, 4 comfy tops, I'd already bought 3 long sleeved t's elsewhere and 2 pairs of boots.
I already have 2 other pairs of jeans, leggings, 3 dresses and a few tops and cardi's, some other bits and pieces, decent walking boots, 2 pairs of trainers and some other random shoes etc.
I think that's quite ENOUGH! It's more clothes than I've had in a long time, but all wearable and mix and match stuff. I'm going to go through everything else and bin anything I'm not likely to wear. Honestly this is also possibly the most diverse wardrobe I've probably had since I was a teenager, and absolutely the most dresses I've ever owned at one time.
It's funny looking back realising the rut's I'd fallen into. I started my engineering job when I was 16 and wanted to blend in, and I spent so much time from then onwards in work clothes, and was mostly a tomboy I guess. Then even when I perhaps wanted to be more feminine I was scared to branch out that way, because I didn't want the attention drawn to me.
Then my first husband, who I loved and had a good life with - I need not speak ill of the dead, but I don't believe in romanticising the past - he was actually a bit conservative about my clothes and retrospectively I allowed him to have too much control over that side of me we met when I was 19. He grew out of it and wasn't really like that by the time he passed 12 years later, but I'd - again - fallen into a rut, of buying things I knew he'd approve of.
My second husband wasn't like that, but he was so many other things... I spent so much of the past 10 years focussed on him and our marriage and trying to please him and hold everything all together that I definitely took a back seat. One sad admission, a recollection provoked by this new shopping - I remember probably about 6 or 7 years ago, before things really fell to pieces, going out and buying some new things because I felt he wasn't interested in me, and perhaps if I spruced up a bit he would be... how sad, but hind sight is 20/20. Needless to say it didn't work, things continued to deteriorate. Not because of my wardrobe or appearance but simply because of who he was and choices he was choosing to make.
It's no wonder when I look back, I've not really felt properly free to express myself through clothing until more recently. I've gained so much freedom in so many things since Mr Liar left. I'm still a work in progress, but I'm really pleased with my own progress.
Despite my little slump lately, despite my toothache I'm genuinely the happiest, most content and least worried or anxious that I've been in possibly my entire adult life.
Grateful doesn't begin to cover it!