Back from the land of no return

Whew. I am shopped out. I spent a couple days in SCHAUMBURG, IL, working my way from one shopping oasis to the next. I loaded up on spring/summer apparel appropriate for the workplace, pierced my upper ear, ate in a restaurant by myself (something I've NEVER done) and managed to spend less money that I thought I would.

I really focused the shopping on coordinating clothes that will work well for travel. And, I purposefully stayed away from casual attire. Unfortunately, I shouldn't have been so steadfast. Today, it's pushing 80 in Milwaukee and I have NO SUMMER CLOTHES for relaxing. At the end of last summer, I gave away all my shorts and casual crops, as well as sandals, because everything was too big.

I found a pair of capris that someone gave me that I had shoved in the bottom of my pajama drawer. They'll have to do. When I did stop today to try on shorts, I was a bit horrified by the chicken legs on which my belly skin rolls rest. Egads. I don't think I'm quite up to shorts yet. And no tank tops this summer.

Last year I thought I was looking pretty good--compared to the 140+ pounds I had been sporting the previous summer. But this year, my skin is pretty loose and hangs in frightening ripples off my appendages and middle. Another summer of adjustment for sure.