I realized a few weeks ago that during this lock down, my entire wardrobe has been comprised of clothes from two drawers and one bin…my yoga/lounge clothes, pajamas, and comfy undies (i.e. sports bras and cotton).
Occasionally, I have put on a pair of jeans to go out, but otherwise, I’m in all cotton “lounge” mode all the time.
But, recently, I’ve been trying to step it up a bit…wearing matching undies (the good ones)…and jeans every day. I feel like it’s necessary to feel human again – a way to start differentiating between rest time and work time.
It’s sort of like make-up…I’m wearing that now, too. And doing my hair.
These little things make a difference in how I feel…and how I act…and interact with others.
I’ve also realized that, since I’ve given up real clothes…most of my things have stopped fitting…yeah – that “Covid-19” thing isn’t a joke, I’m gaining like mad. An extra glass of wine here, an extra baggie of chips there. Sitting all day at my computer to work.
Things have definitely got to change. My scale is showing me numbers I haven’t seen since I was pregnant…12 years ago.
Nope. I gotta reign this shit in…