I’d like to take a moment to feed my delusions and say “I’m not a big clothes horse“. Oh, I know. When I was larger my closet was stuffed full of clothes and I could go weeks without wearing the same outfit twice. But I like to pretend that I was never that bad.

Growing up, I remember my mum had closets (yes – multiple closets) filled with clothes for every occasion in every fabric or colour imaginable. Using her as my model for “clothes horse”, I can happily state I have never been that bad. Granted, that’s mostly because I never had the room in our houses to maintain closets like that. Of course, last time I was home, I think mum had culled her closets significantly. I know the extra large wardrobe/closet that used to be in the bedroom is no longer there and the walk in closet seems empty in comparison to childhood memory.

Since losing weight & working on increasing my fitness levels, I’ve donated dozens of bags of clothes to charity shops. Many of the items donated were purchased at second hand stores over the course of the past few months. I’m Scottish. I’m cheap. Oh, and I refused to pay full price (or even sale price) for clothes I’d only fit into for a month. You see, I’ve dropped 7 sizes in the last 9 months and I certainly couldn’t keep any of the clothes in my tiny little mouse house. There’s just no room to store them. [Donation side note : Except for the bag of clothes I’m keeping for my sister to pick through when she visits in a few months.]

A few weeks back I picked up some new (yes! new!) dress pants for fall. A whopping 5 pairs. That’s it. That’s my entire dress pant wardrobe for work. Except… I’ve shrunk out of 2 of the pairs already. So I’m down to three pairs of pants I can wear to work. Add to that 3 blouses. And a tonne of workout clothes. A half closet full to be precise.

Which leads me to the conclusion It’s getting cold outside and I must go shopping. I loathe shopping for clothes but since I have no

• fall jacket
• winter coat
• sweaters
• turtlenecks
• long johns/tights

Or I could avoid the stores and just wear the hubby’s clothes. That’s not such a bad idea after all. The man has lined jeans and very warm winter coats. I’m sure he won’t notice I’ve stolen his warm clothing when he’s home in November and February for tour breaks…  

So I guess I better go shopping soon. Not a good idea to be without warm clothes as a prairie winter approaches.

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