I am preparing to shower and shave and get ready for the day and it occurs to me I'm actually planning out what I'm going to wear. It never would have concerned me. Jeans are jeans grab a pair and go. Any shirt that matches the pants is fine... Now I'm holding these pants with this top, choosing rather than grabbing. I also still find it amusing when I hear myself say "damn! My nail."
I am usually a happy person. But Now that I have acknowledged this need and allowed it to be satisfied I find myself giggling more and stressing less.
Hug
Rita
