I'm done. This shirt "fast" has been a good thing for the past two and a half weeks, but it's over. Yes, I know. I said until the 15th, but I have to stop.
First of all, mission accomplished, for now. I AM now more grateful and
satisfied with what is hanging in my own closet, and that urge to shop
shop shop has died down. I will remember this, and pull back on my
wardrobe variety in the future when this issue crops up again for me. I
know it will.
Second of all, I realize my own foolishness. I put burdens on myself
that neither the Orthodox Church nor God is putting on me, and this is a
very heavy load indeed. I need to learn to submit myself to a little
bit of freedom every now and then. I like rules and I like boundaries,
but then I get depressed and go crazy with self imposed nonsense like
this. I am broken.
Thirdly: I am betwixt and between. I've lost some weight and most of
my skirts from last fall/winter no longer fit me in the same way and
everything is saggy baggy and very very frumpy. I'm having a hard time
finding replacements. I am also finding that it is TIME to start
sitting under my full spectrum light for 15 minutes a day. Depression
has started dogging me again. Happens every year.
Fourth: I have enough going on in my life without some silly shirt experiment.
So yes, all of you five readers out there who "know" me by now: You
were right. I didn't last. I don't mind. This, too, is good for my
Now, what the heckldydeck am I going to WEAR? ;-)