{"id":1698,"date":"2010-09-22T10:04:10","date_gmt":"2010-09-22T17:04:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/valianthosting.ca\/clients\/daemon\/?p=1698"},"modified":"2010-09-22T10:04:10","modified_gmt":"2010-09-22T17:04:10","slug":"must-go-shopping","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/?p=1698","title":{"rendered":"Must.Go.Shopping"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;d like to take a moment to feed my delusions and say &#8220;<em>I&#8217;m not a big clothes horse<\/em>&#8220;. 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\u00a0pretend that I was never that bad.<\/p>\n<p>Growing up, I remember my mum had closets (yes &#8211; multiple closets) filled with clothes for every occasion in every fabric or colour imaginable. Using her as my model for &#8220;clothes horse&#8221;, I can happily state I have never been that bad. Granted, that&#8217;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.<\/p>\n<p>Since losing weight &amp; working on increasing my fitness levels, I&#8217;ve donated dozens of bags of clothes to charity shops. Many of the items donated were purchased at\u00a0second hand stores over the course of the past few months. I&#8217;m Scottish. I&#8217;m cheap. Oh, and I refused to pay full price (or even sale price) for clothes I&#8217;d only fit into for a month. You see, I&#8217;ve dropped 7 sizes in the last 9 months and I certainly couldn&#8217;t keep any of the clothes in my tiny little mouse house. There&#8217;s just no room to store them. [<em>Donation side note :<\/em> Except for the bag of clothes I&#8217;m keeping for my sister to pick through when she visits in a few months.]<\/p>\n<p>A few weeks back I picked up some new (yes! new!) dress pants for fall. A whopping 5 pairs. That&#8217;s it. That&#8217;s my entire dress pant wardrobe for work. Except&#8230; I&#8217;ve shrunk out of 2 of the pairs already. So I&#8217;m down to three pairs of pants I can wear to work. Add to that\u00a03 blouses. And a tonne of workout clothes. A half closet full to be precise.<\/p>\n<p>Which leads me to the conclusion It&#8217;s getting cold outside and I must go shopping. I loathe shopping for clothes but since I have no<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>fall jacket<\/li>\n<li>winter coat<\/li>\n<li>sweaters<\/li>\n<li>turtlenecks<\/li>\n<li>long johns\/tights<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>Or I could avoid the stores and just wear the hubby&#8217;s clothes. That&#8217;s not such a bad idea after all. The man has lined jeans and very warm winter coats. I&#8217;m sure he won&#8217;t notice I&#8217;ve stolen his warm clothing when he&#8217;s home in November and February for tour breaks&#8230; \u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So I guess I better go shopping soon. Not a good idea to be without warm clothes as a prairie winter approaches.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;d like to take a moment to feed my delusions and say &#8220;I&#8217;m not a big clothes horse&#8220;. 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\u00a0pretend that I was never that bad. 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