This week, Aubree challenged her readers to wear something they’d either thrifted, free~piled or got for cheap and since I love a good sale, this was a relatively easy challenge for me. Just about every outfit has an article of clothing that was either gifted or purchased on sale. I haven’t ventured into the world of thrift shopping yet but I’ve seen some incredible purchases from others who have, so I know one of these days I’m gonna have to hit up a consignment shop or two.
I was never a Seinfeld fan until it went off the air and I started watching it in syndication. I just didn’t get it, a show about nothing? Not funny. I was wrong, it is. But I digress. Do you remember the episode where George says if you look angry people will think you’re busy and leave you alone? Well, I used to do that so people wouldn’t talk to me. Or I’d make phone calls just to avoid saying “hi”. Not because I’m rude or anti~social but because small talk unnerves me.
Kid you not. I know, I teach classes. I work as a librarian. I write a blog. I live a lot of my life online. But one~on~one conversations? I get totally tongue tied. I over analyze the entire evening. I replay conversations to death and think of all the witty things I should have said. I’m desperately trying to stop this annoying habit…
One of the cool things about moving to a place where no one knows you is that you get a chance to reinvent yourself. You get to make yourself better. Or different. You get to fix the things you don’t like about yourself without the people who know you bringing up your past. Moving is freedom.
For fifteen years, I lived in this bubble. A bubble of my own creating, but a bubble nevertheless. My bubble consisted of my husband, my children and my job. Every few years, someone would work their way into my life and then they’d disappear (either by them moving, my inability to invest in the relationship or just the natural course of a friendship ending). My bubble was very insular. Very lonely.
So when we moved here, I knew I wanted things to be different. I told the hubs that I wanted to make friends. Not just “friends” that I see on special occasions or at work, but friends I could call up and say “Hey, wanna meet for coffee?” You know what I mean? Honestly, I haven’t shifted that far out of my comfort zone, I’m not at the point where I can call people, but I am being more receptive to invitations and conversations. I’m relying less on the hubs for social activities and more on my own, ummmm, charm.
Do you find it harder to make friends now that you’re an adult?
Makeup Free Monday is hosted by The Beauty Bean as an initiative for women to celebrate real beauty. I love makeup almost as much as I love shoes but I also like encouraging women to embrace their natural beauty. Confidence is beautiful, makeup is the enhancer.
If you decide to participate in Makeup Free Monday let me know in the comments.
Monday Mingle is hosted by Jenn at Eighty MPH Mom. If you’d like to participate, simply create a short vlog in which you answer the questions and then hit up the linky. Don’t forget to grab the badge and leave some comment love for your fellow participants. After all, isn’t that what mingling is all about?
This week’s questions are:
1. What did you do for your Sweet Sixteen birthday?
I don’t think we did anything special for our sixteenth birthday. We probably just had cake and ice cream or something but I can’t remember us having a big ol’ party or anything.
2. What do you think of little girls dressing like adults for pageants (think Toddlers and Tiaras)?
I think it’s incredibly stupid and borders on child abuse. Who in the world thinks it’s adorable for a toddler to shimmy and shake his or her non~existent boobs. And what parent in their right mind teaches their child that their value depends on their exterior? I think I’d feel differently if parents weren’t spray tanning, flippering and wigging out their kids to the point where they look like 3 foot tall showgirls.
3. What kind of car did you learn to drive in?
I learned to drive in a Mercedes, kinda sorta. But I got my driver’s license in a Pontiac Fiero, it was a pretty sweet ride that I paid for myself, thankyouverymuch.
Next week’s questions are:
1. What are some fun attractions near where you live (farms, amusement parks, etc.)
2. Where’s the last place you and your spouse went alone?
There is no story to go with these wedges. I saw them, I wanted them, I don’t wear them. That is all. Well, no, that’s not all. I don’t wear them because they cut off the circulation in my legs because I tie the straps so tight. I tie them tight because if I don’t, they wiggle their way lose, slide down my ankles and cause my shoes to make that clickety~clack~slish~slish sound that shoes make when they’re half on and half off the foot. So they sit, in my closet only to be pulled out for random photo ops.
Do you have a pair of shoes that are simply taking up space in your closet?