Sunday, August 5, 2012
It Dosn't Pay To Be A Creature Of Habit
Especially when you live in s small town and depend on Wal*mart for all your needs and wants. My habitual needs were dwindling down so I decided to go shopping today. I like to wear colored Hanes tee-shirts with my jeans. They are (or weren't) long and sloppy but just mid tummy. Add matching socks with my tennies, sometime matching sunglasses, a piece of jewelry that compliments and I'm good to go. Well good to go where I go. The feed store, Tractor Supply, to feed the cows. Not that the cows and turtles really care if I have clothes on as long as there is food in my hands. I walked my legs off looking and finally found a small supply of odd colors in my size and they looked too long so I marked that off my list. On to the hosiery department. It's been so long I don't even know if they still make ankle high hose. Another long search but can I buy ONE pair of ankle high hose, NOOOO, I have to buy ten pair in a box as if I'm going to a job everyday and church on Sunday and dancing on Saturday night, with three left over in case I didn't do laundry. Well guess what I'm now the owner of ten pair of ankle high hose. Next come the bra department. I left that for last so if you're bored enough you won't have to read about them. I've always bought Ful-ly bras. Cotton, no stretch straps. I'm so tied of sewing those hook sections back on I was glad I had finally made the decision to buy new. Well guess what there wasn't a Ful-ly in the store? I substituted so we'll see how it looks under my faded old Hanes tee-shirt with socks to match.