My Big Laundry Story

So I was doing some laundry by hand as I am a person who washes my clothes exactly as they say to be washed on the tags because I don't want them to shrink or fade or stretch or whatever other horrid things might happen as a result of incorrect washing. It may be hard to believe, since I am the offspring of a woman who washes everything the exact same no matter how obviously different the articles are, but I know I must take care of my clothes if I want them to last. This is especially true for expensive clothes, which is a good number of mine, because I also believe that you get what you pay for. This has reigned true in my experience.

Anyway, I wash washing a sweater because it was effing cold enough to wear one and I was laying it flat to dry, as per the care instructions. I like to speed up this slow drying process ever so slightly by laying the article between two thick towels and walking on it to squeeze out water and wrinkles at the same time. I had the sweater between towels and as I walked around on it I began getting distracted by my thoughts as always. I inadvertently began to stomp my feet to squeeze more water out quickly because some idea had compelled me to want to be elsewhere, but when I realised I was stomping my feet I paid attention to that and stomped even harder.

Well, things got carried away and pretty soon I was hopping on the sweater; then it got even worse and I was seeing how high I could jump. I was jumping higher than I expected. So there I was, looking like a lunatic as I jumped around on a wet towel in my bathroom by myself without even some music to justify what I was doing. Unfortunately, this story is sort of anticlimactic because nobody walked in on that, but I did get a huge headache after I stopped jumping, from rattling my brain, I suppose. Either way, it was still awesome and I thought it might give you some wonderful and ridiculous images to make you smile. I'm only here to brighten your day.

Salt n Pepa!

What is the world coming to? Moreover, what in tarnation (yes, tarnation) is the weather doing? The last few weeks I was on the verge of heatstroke in my nakedest of clothing with nearly record-breaking temperatures for May, like 35 degrees (which, by the way, hardly even happens in the thick of the summer months), and today I'm wearing a sweater and long pants and wishing we hadn't brought out the air conditioner yet. It's madness. I was all yes tan finally! and now I'm all...not like that. Sigh. Despite how much I dislike the naked dressing one must do in summer, I was really excited to get outside more. I want it to just happen already! And then I want it to be fall again because I love fall and it is the season with the best clothes.

I also want my lips to be not chapped. For whatever reason, they just dried up yesterday and no matter how much I lather them in Chapstick or petroleum jelly or even drink water nonstop to hydrate they won't get nice again. I hate dry lips. It is the worst state of lips existent. It makes everything uncomfortable. In the meantime, though, I suppose I shall just continue drinking litres and litres of water and Chapsticking beyond comprehension and eating supposed "moisture-replenishing" foods, like avocado. The oils in it or some other such nonsense.

Just thought you might like that spelling, ghosts. Also, are three staples really needed there?

It's Happened

In lieu of my recent 140$ shopping spree I took the other day, I have decided to take a rather drastic vow in order to help myself identify what it is I need to buy and what it is I'm buying because I "have" to buy it, as in I want it really badly right then.

That's not to say I'm a totally uncontrollable shopaholic, because, in fact, I am amazing at saving money when I need to (as in lately, since I haven't spent more than 200$ in the past few months, contrary to the mother's belief). I am also good at not bringing money with me to places I know I'll want to impulse buy. If I want to something right then I may not want it later, so I don't let myself buy it unless I still want it the next day, or the next week, or the week after that.

Nonetheless, there are times when I buy clothes I know I don't need, like I almost did today. I was in the change room of yet another clothing store holding yet another winter clothing sale, and as I looked at myself wearing yet another sweater, as much as I liked it, I couldn't help but ask myself what was wrong with me. Why was I buying mroe clothes? I just bought clothes! I just bought a new sweater that was also on sale, plus shirts, pants, a dress and another sweater. It was excessive. I took off the sweater and left with nothing.

This is when I made in my head the drastic vow: I will not buy clothes for three months.

I know.

I told Katelyn about my vow and she was unbelieving to say the least. I will do it though. I know I can. It seems crazy, given that I have enough clothes to power a house, but despite all the forces working against me (such as my love for both fashion and shopping, some really awesome clothing stores within walking distance of my house and a sort of addictive personality [to the euphoria, that is]) I will make it for three months. I've already had a great start. I stopped myself today and I can do it again!

Please don't be too skeptical, ghosts. Help me be awesome and not buy things I don't need.

The only clothing I'm allowed to buy is a bathing suit, because I don't have one, and shorts because I don't really have those either, but even then, the shorts are a maybe.

Heck yes!