Have you ever worn clothes that weren't dry? Tell the truth. to church? me too, yesterday. It all started Thanksgiving. I had this new sweater that is my favorite color, dark chocolate, real pretty with black. I wore some new black slacks that I love to a Thanksgiving celebration and was planing to wear my gorgeous sweater too. I walked right out of the house without it. I grieved (to my granddaughters) all day.
O.K, second chance, at church yesterday. I had just put a load of darks in the laundry...well, you know the rest.
This was at 9:00 a.m.! A word about these pants, they are the closet thing this older lady will ever get to leggings (did I say that). So comfortable! I don't buy many clothes anymore and when I find something I enjoy, I wear it out. The pants are wet, Sunday School starts at 9:45, I am going to wear them....and I did. I get very hot at church normally. Today I didn't. I worried that they would stretch. They didn't. I worried that someone might touch me. They didn't,
Why I did it ? I don't know. Come hell or high water, I knew I was going to.
Happy Holidays!
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