There is a tendency to work eight hours straight when I'm at my desk and focussed on finishing what I've started. I try to get up and walk around whenever possible; for instance, I probably use the dictionary and the Canadian Press stylebook five times a day, but I like that it's across the room so I have to march over there. I stroll the first time reading a printed text. And in the middle of the day I go over to the store or the library or run some small errand, just to give my brain and body a break from the screen and the chair and get some fresh air.
One day last week, to kill time before returning to the office, I went into the used
clothing store on mainstreet Wadena. I found two blue tops on a rack and
snatched them up; one a royal blue bunnyhug and another a slightly
stretched-out knit sweater. Good blues are not that easy to find!
And with secondhand clothes, one can afford to have plenty, and to have new (to me) items
often. My favourite shirt came from the store on Main Street, and now this
sweater that I’m enamoured with.
It has reminded me of Mom and Grandma; how they both loved new clothes and liked nothing better than to show you what they'd just purchased. I'm no different; sometimes I'll come home with a couple bags of stuff and lay it out on the bed just to admire it. My sisters are the same. Maybe all women are?