I am scatter-brained most of the time. My room is moderately clean; meaning that all of the clothes on surfaces are folded and clean, but not put away. There are at least 4 pairs of shoes in my truck, along with parts of any one of the outfits I've worn the past two weeks. I get up in the morning, dress for school, work, or the farm, and make sure to grab other clothes that I can wear to my other job, and sometimes some for the next day, both jobs, school a mix - whatever. I am a mess.
Today I had to go to both jobs, so I wore jeans, sneakers, and a tank top I can wear under a cardigan to my first job, and grabbed my work shirt, a belt and a pair of heels for my evening job.
I got to job #1 and worked until 2:30. I had lunch and went to Goodwill to do some bargain shopping. I found an extremely cute ladies blazer in brown corduroy, a red silk shirt, a red and black pin-striped skirt, and a black and white hounds-tooth skirt. AWESOME shop.
Job #2 is right around the corner, I got there about half an hour early and went to grab my cardigan, heels, and skirt to change into. But, Oh! what's this? Where is my cardigan? Not in my truck. Why do I have one heel and one of my flats? Because I'm an idiot. I can't wear sneakers or flip-flops in to work....
Behind the seat of my truck is a pair of peek-a-boo heels. Sweet. I can't wear a tank top to work, my bra straps are showing. Thank God for Goodwill. I normally prefer to take my clothes home and wash them after I buy them. After all, who wore this last? Yeah, I don't know either. I'm desperate though, and my red silk shirt looks great. I had been feeling guilty about spending money, now I think of it as a stupid tax.
November 10, 2006
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I love Goodwill so much.
My house is 95% furnished by Goodwill. I'm working on my wardrobe.
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