In which I do laundry...

I thought I wasn't going to be able to go to sleep last night and stayed up past my bedtime, but then, with visions of hypo-mania in my head, I went to bed anyway and duly went to sleep. Of course, I'm awake a few hours later, but that's my normal routine and I will go back to bed in a while when I've written this post. To make a long story short, I'm doing what comes natural. 

Yesterday evening, I took a load of clothes out of my closet and washed them and hung them up lovingly to dry on the rack in the bathroom. On there were three summer tops that I had not worn yet, but that I hope will fit me now. 

I will do that again today and wash more clothes and purge my closet of things that are too big on me at the same time. I will wash all the clothes that I think will fit me and have a clean wardrobe. It is with a lot of joy that I do this because in the process I'm rediscovering clothes that I had forgotten about. They were waiting for me to shrink into them.

Besides, there's nothing better than wearing clean clothes and having everything neatly hanging on hangers no longer interspersed with clothes that are obsolete. It will be the biggest purge yet. You just can't imagine how much fun this is. Or maybe you can and you know exactly what I'm talking about. If so, more power to you. 

Today I will wear a red paisley see through tunic with a black silky tank top underneath it on top of my black Capri leggings. It will be fun to wear and hopefully it won't be too cold. I will be defiant and wear it anyway, though. I'm in the mood for it. It's a new discovery. 

You see how my every thought is taken up by my clothes right now. I think it's a harmless occupation and I get that way now and then. It must serve its purpose. It does mean that I care about the state of my closet and the way I look. I tell myself that those aren't bad things.

I had to take my stud earrings out last night because one earlobe had become infected. I think I had the earring in too tight because I had a hard time getting that one out. It was a bit of a struggle to get it off. I have a very sore earlobe and I will have to put ointment on it until it gets better and not wear any earrings for a while, which makes me feel undressed. Under dressed, I should say. 

I will have to wear a necklace instead so as to not feel so naked. I've got enough of those to choose from, or maybe I will wear a summer scarf. There are some options anyway. I haven't worn a scarf in a while and it will be an interesting addition to my outfit. It will make my neck feel warm anyway.

My hair is still as funky as ever and I woke up with the perfect hairdo this morning. I am glad that I don't have to wash it so often because washing my hair a lot is bad for my eczema. The more I wash it, the more I itch. Damp conditions are not good for it. They don't tell you that at the doctor's office. It's for you to find out on your own. Desert air would be good for it, I think.

I'm off to raid my closet and do the next load of laundry. I will start a bag of unwanted clothes. Orphaned clothes. I don't know if I will get rid of them. I may hang on to them just in case of a catastrophe. I may suddenly, for unknown reasons, gain 10 kilos, god forbid. But I mustn't jinx myself. 

I hope you'll all have a good day with many pleasant surprises in it and beautiful weather. It still looks overcast over here, but no doubt it will clear up as soon as the sun gets hot enough. 

Ciao,

Nora