I have to pick clothes for the funeral tomorrow. I haven't been to a funeral for fifteen or twenty pounds. Sure, I have lots of black, but it's about tone.
I considered shopping today, but honestly, I shouldn't. I love new things, but shopping would have stressed me out. Anyway, had a migraine and just lay limply around instead.
Now I have to decide--tank top sweater with skirt with gentle ruffles, or spaghetti strap tiered dress with cardigan over.
For starters. There is also the wide-legged knit pants with the close T-shirt.
I should go check tonight. My ride is coming at 8am tomorrow. But I don't want to accept physically that I'm going to a funeral, so I'm lying here in the living room instead, pretending that tomorrow morning isn't going to rip me to shreds, and publicly. Pretending that it's not going to rip to even finer shreds people I care for and respect greatly.
This hurts. I hate the silence.
I'm so sorry, ita. I wish there was something that I could say or do to make it a little bit better.
tank top sweater with skirt with gentle ruffles
This sounds lovely and appropriate and then you won't have to think about it anymore.
I wish you strength and any measure of peace you can find tomorrow. Recent funerals have shaken me to the core but also they were, in their own strange and terrible way, comforting. Especially for someone so young as Marni.
I really don't have any words, ita. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry ita.
In happier news, since I'm home now, and I won't be for my birthday, my family had a birthday dinner for me tonight. My 10-year old nephew planned it, so we had all his favourites (crappy Chinese and Ice-cream Cake) and it was fun. I got a few gifts (I don't normally do birthday presents with my siblings. I'm still full. Good times.
My 10-year old nephew planned it, so we had all his favourites (crappy Chinese and Ice-cream Cake)
So much fun!
I do wonder at what the Nephlet (also 10) would do if he planned a party. And I am scared a little.
That sounds like a lovely evening, Sue.
When is your birthday?
It was a fun night. My actual birthday is the 20th.
Another September baby. There are a lot of us around.
I've done laundry, and most of the dishes, and now have a gimlet and am mainlining Arrested Development. YAY.