Today, i put my optimism down somewhere and now i can't find it again. It got lost in the piles of worry, longing and
ache that are lying around.
But i am still somehow sticking with self care. Seeing that the day is off kilter, the self care is also not all that holy
I went shopping. Knowing full well that Eva's gymnastic fee has to be paid, that all the pets need their inoculations
this month, that the fridge is pretty empty...
But i went shopping anyway, i found clothes i like, and i am feeling better.
Especially after giving myself a good talking to that the clothes were on sale, that i haven't bought anything new in
ages, and that i need to look presentable when i am seeing clients (or when i run into old boyfriends...).
I found a dress that is light and pretty and yellow in parts. The last time I owned anything yellow was in my teens.
It feels a bit scary, but in a nice way (and it also has big parts of reassuringly familiar grey):
I also bought an everyday practical 'do the dishes and walk the dogs and see clients in' kind of dress, and a star
struck pullover with yet more yellow (ha, there must be some optimism left! There is no way that I can wear that
pullover in the current heat, but I am clearly expecting it to get colder here one of these days...):
That reminds me:
Sometimes you find yourself in the desert
and sometimes, in the desert, you find yourself
(although it might take a while, and might contain some dry stretches :-) )
Lots of love dear friends,
Ps: I wrote this post yesterday, but was too unenthusiastic to hit 'publish'. Am feeling MUCH better today.
No need to worry, mum :-)
I am linking to The Pleated Poppy and to Zickimicki.