Before heading back to my car I thought I would stop in at Home Goods. You know, maybe to replace that bath rug that is almost in shreds, one more wash and it may just disintegrate in the dryer. I wandered around for 20 minutes looking at all the stuff. Such beautiful things for every room in your house! Your house, not my house. I picked up a couple of things only to set them down again thinking, I don't need that or that doesn't go with anything in my house I already have, etc. I find shopping in stores like that to be quite overwhelming. Again, I left empty handed which is fine because I really didn't have any free money to spend.
As I was walking to my car I spotted a gorgeous woman walking into the DSW. I'm fairly certain she wasn't looking for practical shoes, and then at the same time this word hit me right in the face.
I'm plain. Dull. Colorless. Drab. I looked down at my old jeans that were just small enough to be too tight, the only T-Shirt I have I think looks good on me and silver flats that were cute 3 years ago. My purse was a hand-me-down from a coworker. I'm not talking money here either people. I just don't invest the time in myself that I should. Yes, some extra spending money would make it easier to pick up some fun clothing or accessories but with my shopping phobias I don't think it would help all that much.
I'll try and be brighter tomorrow.