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Now I don't know about you, but unless someone brings it to my attention, I forget I have quirks.
You know what I'm talking about, those things which make you, and me, unique and cool.
Well, this got brought home to me again today, when I went to buy a hoodie.
Now before I go any further, you will never, ever have seen me wear a hoodie.
However, you will have seen me twenty million times, in 20 million different kinds of quirky, fantastical, fabulous and amazeball jackets.
And the reason for this is simple...
I cannot, that is absolutely cannot bear the touch of wool, fleece, polyester and/or any type of long sleeve, non-silky linning. I rash and sweat and itch and it drives me insane.
The same with sheets, towels and pj's. I only use certain brands and textures, and I always sleep naked.
But anyway, I digress, this is why you always see me in short sleeves and jackets. Fluffy, fake fur, leather, suede and/or any other kind, but a jacket never-the-less.
This is my normal.
Anyway, I needed to have a long sleeve hoodie for tonight. I had hunted round the young one's wardrobe earlier, to see if he had anything I could snaffle but...
a) There was nothing I could immediately get my hands on.
b) He would have gone batshite crazy if he had found me doing it and
c) I still rash, sweat or itch.
So I headed off to the local shop hoping since the last time I had tried, there had been new and innovative materials that might work.
And ran into my first issue...
I had to pass the jackets.
Now overall, I hate shopping. It's not fun. I do not like to window shop, but I also don't like to shop to spend. I'm just not that chick. Malls are not my go to place.
But I'm a sucker for a jacket (new or used, I don't care), and a great pair of boots.
So I focussed on the path towards the hoodies, and tried not to look sideways at the jackets.
One...two...bugger. A super cool caramel coloured all weather terrain puffer jacket caught my eye. Oooooohhhh...that would be good for all the rain. I tried it on. It fitted like the super-snuggliest-bug-in-a-rug-never-be-cold-in-this-jacket jacket. I tucked it under my arm, and continued through to the hoodie section.
Then I saw the most fabulous, mid thigh, fur jacket. I reached out to touch it as I passed, and OMFG it was like stroking a silky mountain lion.
But somehow my brain must have taken too long to get the message, because next thing I know, I'm inside this jacket and Hells bells and holy water, it feels divine and looks smokin' hot.
So now I have two jackets under my arm as I go hoodie surfing.
I'm at the hoodie isle. I'm feeling around and to be honest, I'm not getting the vibe. It just ain't happening for me. But no, I came in for a hoodie, and I was going to get one come hell or high water.
Tried one on. I felt sad. Then itchy. Then I looked at the price tag.
And I'm over rover it, baby.
I know that it's never going to happen.
We have quirks for a reason, baby, they make us fabulous.
Wishing you much love and abundance and a truly courageous heart.
T and Spirit