My mom seemed to have been constantly reminding me that “hate is a strong word” so I should use it sparingly, or not at all. It sunk in, because I think twice before using “hate” to describe my feelings towards anything, and I never would say I hate a person (which was probably what I got admonished for in the first place).
But I am pretty sure I hate winter, and I hate getting dressed for cold weather. Okay, I STRONGLY DISLIKE both 😉
I miss my dresses and skirts. Yes, I know I could wear tights but that seems like too much effort to mostly stay at home. And even with tights, my legs/ankles get cold. I never seem to be warm enough in the winter. And I’m bored with everything.
No, bored isn’t the right word. I think I just don’t care very much? My desire to be warm is paramount, but I also want to wear the things in my closet I love. We hardly had a fall this year, so I didn’t get to just wear long sleeves and/or lightweight sweaters; I went straight to cashmere. When I try to wear the things I love, I freeze, so I get frustrated and throw on my old Inhabit cardigan over anything and am snug as could be.
Nothing wrong with that actually. I appreciate a good sweater/jeans combo, and should probably just embrace it for the next couple of months. I am lucky that here in Dallas we have “warmer” days in between the cold ones; it’s not as miserable as it could be….
How do you feel about getting dressed in the winter?