Bad Jacket

At the end of October I was looking forward to wearing those wonderful Chicos jeans in size zero. I could cover up my wrinkled legs, browned from gardening in cargo shorts, frayed from ten months of life outdoors.

So, here we are in another frosty morning and close to freezing. The beloved jeans are old news and getting frayed on the bottoms. When I go out the mile long driveway to get the morning papers I grab the dreaded bad jacket.

I bought this jacket on line. It seemed like just the thing- a subtle plaid or solid with a fleece lining. But they didn't have it in a solid color, only in this bright red screaming plaid. I was cold at the time, so I bought it. I am not a plaid person. However, it is warm. I hate wearing it; it makes me feel ugly like a dumpster diver or a bag lady. It is not me. This jacket is tough and could be wearable for years and years. As a frugal person, I could just keep on wearing it for season after season.

So, a few days ago I ordered a new jacket. This one is in powder blue, close fitting, fleece, from sustainable machines. They said it would arrive in a few days, but so far I am still using the dreaded red plaid jacket. Maybe tomorrow it will come, and maybe tomorrow the weather will improve and I will have to inspect those old cargo shorts.

Here in Central Florida we are hard hit by continual cold weather. Our homes are not meant to be warm - unless it is summer. We complain about the dry cold and we stoke the seldom used fireplaces and give thanks for our dogs who sleep in the bed (and run hot as dogs do).

Keep warm.