Try it, I dare you.

dinner's planned out for the week, it's on the list for next

buying stuff for my house makes me feel safe and rooted.

then i saw that dutch oven was on sale. cooking is my art, my therapy. feeding people, especially my husband, makes me happy, so it was a very worthwhile investment.

i've got a beef stew going in the oven and the apartment is warm and smell good. things are stable, things are good.

TRIED to find decent pair of pants, at thrift shop and then burlington c.f., before visiting with cousins I see very seldom. I shop for myself even MORE seldom than I take overnight visits, don't LIKE to shop, but have a few $ so decided I'd try.

WELL, shopping a FLOP, actually tried on some pants and then said, 'I quit! That's all my shopping for this year!' Just as well I didn't spend anything on pants, as I treated family to dinner and spent A LOT. VERY good dinner, so OK that I didn't find pants!

couldn't fit a pair that fit properly for love nor money, i'd finally throw up my hands and take myself for ice cream.

it's been two or three years since i've gone pants shopping. i'm pretty happy about that.

before a special trip, but haven't worn jeans in 100 or so years for the reason you describe!

i'm probably 50 pounds lighter than the last time i made the trek, i'm wondering if it would be just as traumatic now. i'm not sure if i want to find out

I need to do more "self care" activities.
Seriously contemplating a massage and pedicure.
Seldom do I take time away from caring for my family and fur people;
I think it is because I feel a need to over compensate for my condition.
While I know they appreciate what I do for them, I think they would like to see
me do more things for myself.
I'm working on it.
The anxiety thing is still a challenge for me.
Once I GET UP and GO- I usually feel okay fairly quickly-
It's just STARTING that has been hard lately.
BHN