I'm giving up with numbering these what I wore's, I lose track too easily!
This week I wore my crazy trousers, fairly neutral top and a scarf I was given by a fellow craft fair chum of mine.
Dus took one photo of me that made me look like a zombie so I made him take another :)
These trousers were advertised as 'wine' but when they arrived and I saw they were a bright magenta I just wasn't sure at all! I posted a quick pic on facebook and the general consensus was that they were a bit crazy but not as crazy as me. I guess that's a good thing?
I'm not doing very well with Sundays lately. Last Sunday I didn't go to church because I had a small panic attack on the Saturday (haven't had any attacks for years so this one was a bit out of the blue) then this Sunday I woke up with a headache. It came on Friday afternoon so I went to bed for a couple of hours and felt ok in the evening. Yesterday I was fine til around early evening when it came back and this morning I woke up with an echo of it. If that makes sense? It was behind my left eye and made me feel really weirdo. So this morning I went to church knowing we hadn't gone last week feeling a bit odd.
All was ok, I maybe appeared a bit tired, until the first song and the music was so loud and the guitar mix was not quite right on the sound desk and I felt a bit peculiar, popped down to the loo and wasn't very well. So I went back up, got my bag (and Dus) and headed home to lie on the sofa with a cold compress over my eyes.
On top of this, I'm still suffering with the sharp throbbing pain in my side which originally sent me into the Dr's surgery whilst pregnant and this last week my whole face has been teenagery! (In a 30 going on 13 kind of way). I'm either falling apart or not handling the stress very well at all. (Waiting for an ultrasound for the side pain btw).
Dus is fairly convinced it's the chaos that we're living in and has been on a mission today to organise our surroundings a bit. He's waterproofed the shed so that the garden things can go outside, glued the shower lever back on and cleaned the new cubicle. He also cleaned the bathroom floor, he's a cutie :)
We're still living in chaos, but the office floor (the saga that is), is about 3 hours of stencilling, and then 3 coats of varnish away from us being able to put things in there and then Dus will be able to work here at home and regular life will be restored.
So, back to my trousers, do you think they're too crazy? They're much, much brighter than I would usually wear!
This week I wore my crazy trousers, fairly neutral top and a scarf I was given by a fellow craft fair chum of mine.
Dus took one photo of me that made me look like a zombie so I made him take another :)
These trousers were advertised as 'wine' but when they arrived and I saw they were a bright magenta I just wasn't sure at all! I posted a quick pic on facebook and the general consensus was that they were a bit crazy but not as crazy as me. I guess that's a good thing?
I'm not doing very well with Sundays lately. Last Sunday I didn't go to church because I had a small panic attack on the Saturday (haven't had any attacks for years so this one was a bit out of the blue) then this Sunday I woke up with a headache. It came on Friday afternoon so I went to bed for a couple of hours and felt ok in the evening. Yesterday I was fine til around early evening when it came back and this morning I woke up with an echo of it. If that makes sense? It was behind my left eye and made me feel really weirdo. So this morning I went to church knowing we hadn't gone last week feeling a bit odd.
All was ok, I maybe appeared a bit tired, until the first song and the music was so loud and the guitar mix was not quite right on the sound desk and I felt a bit peculiar, popped down to the loo and wasn't very well. So I went back up, got my bag (and Dus) and headed home to lie on the sofa with a cold compress over my eyes.
On top of this, I'm still suffering with the sharp throbbing pain in my side which originally sent me into the Dr's surgery whilst pregnant and this last week my whole face has been teenagery! (In a 30 going on 13 kind of way). I'm either falling apart or not handling the stress very well at all. (Waiting for an ultrasound for the side pain btw).
Dus is fairly convinced it's the chaos that we're living in and has been on a mission today to organise our surroundings a bit. He's waterproofed the shed so that the garden things can go outside, glued the shower lever back on and cleaned the new cubicle. He also cleaned the bathroom floor, he's a cutie :)
We're still living in chaos, but the office floor (the saga that is), is about 3 hours of stencilling, and then 3 coats of varnish away from us being able to put things in there and then Dus will be able to work here at home and regular life will be restored.
So, back to my trousers, do you think they're too crazy? They're much, much brighter than I would usually wear!