Hopefully it is just exhaustion but my head is hurting so bad. Behind my eyes. And my throat feels scratchy. And I am so-ho-oh tired.
I have a cup of tea steeping and it said to meditate on eternal mysteries while I wait so here I am.
The first day of Fall is MONDAY. The high is 84. I am so ready to pull out turtlenecks. A black turtleneck with jeans is a favorite of mine in the Fall. I found the cutest ballet slippers at Wal-Mart for $9. They are going to be so fun with jeans. The jeans I don't have. But I can see it in my head. My head that hurts. (by the way, Tazo Calm tea is SO good)
I need some jeans. When I pulled my winter clothes from the attic I realized my 2 pairs I had were needing to go. So, I consigned them, yeah for me. Jeans are one thing I am willing to spend good money on because I wear them nearly every single day in the winter/fall months. I'd love to know where you get your favorite jeans.
But, I just really do not enjoy finding the right pair. Part of me is really tempted to wear my maternity ones this season but I need to get control of those thoughts! Get behind me Satan! I think it was around this time last year when I was really having the itching to buy me and the boys matching sweatsuits from Wal-Mart. They are on display by the OJ and they just call to you, buy me, buy me, show no regard for fashion and buy me.
OK, I'll confess. I bought a sage green pair. And I vowed not to wear them in public. And there is a slight possibility the day after Thanksgiving Shane drug my sick preggo self to the early bird sales, and I may have had my sweats on with no make-up and a big old Razorback t-shirt sticking out of the bottom of the sweats that were too tight because of my belly. THERE I SAID IT AND I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER. Well, except for my head.
I don't know how ya'll drag this stuff out of me but now that I've got that off my chest I'm going to bed.