December 30, 2018 – The end of the year wrap up.
First,
I want to say thank you to all my blog followers. You’ve been so kind to keep returning to “slim
pick in’s” when it comes to new blogs these last six months. But, if you are new to my blog site, you’ve
462 blogs to wade through and some of that wading is a bit of fun. I love comments . . .
Well,
I’ve done it again – I bashed my two small toes on my right foot dodging the
cat running between my feet as I am carrying bed sheets to the laundry
room. I wrung it good on the leg of a
chair. Of course I am bare foot! Have I moved the chair? Not exactly – but I have pushed it in
further. What will I do
differently? I am not certain – probably
just stomp on the cat instead of busting up my toes. I limped yesterday and today it is the
ghastly shade of blue and green. I can
at least walk on it today. It has slowed me down a bit – but not stopped me
like that hamstring pull did.
I
have already started some of my New Year’s resolutions in the last few days.
Drum
roll please . . . .
I plan to finish all the craft projects I
have half started and tucked here and there.
Once I get those complete – it will empty up storage space so that I can
“breath” when I am putting things away.
Less is more is my new mantra – and that
is not in the diet or dress size quarter.
It is in the house – less plastic containers for leftovers. I shall cook drastically less so that I don’t
make left overs. I am sick of eating
leftovers and my husband turns his nose up at them. My dress size does not require me to be a
member of the “clean plate club”. So, I am done with leftovers for several
reasons. They clutter up the
refrigerator and they clutter up the cabinets with those plastic containers. I
tossed out all the plastic containers except for a few I have that are ½ cup
size – which I find are the only ones I really use.
And,
the “green earth people” will hate me, but if I must save something for the
next meal I need to just slip it into a plastic bag and “toss the dirty bag” the
next day. Simple, efficient – done.
As I go about my daily living . . . . toss
out what I haven’t worn or used. Examples just today: I have a pair of boots that I could save and
use in the garden for about 1 day – but I wouldn’t be caught dead in public –
and that includes wearing them to the trash dump. I tossed them. I felt liberated. I bought a pair of pajama bottoms last fall –
the new fabric, that soft knitted stuff.
They are so hot I can’t stand them. I can wear them about ½ hour and I then
have to peel out of them. I almost think
I am allergic to the fabric. I was
putting clothes away and there that miserable pair of PJ bottoms was cluttering
up my drawer. Out I tossed them and I was thrilled to the core.
I have a bad habit of storing things in
empty suitcases. Whenever I need a
suitcase for travel, I have to empty a suitcase in order to get out of
town. This morning I emptied one that
held my dress making ham among other items.
Now, I am not tossing the ham . . . but the rest of the stuff – a ½ yard
of this, a scrap of that, a bit of this, mostly useless stuff. Out it went.
Suitcase is now flat and put up.
I will tackle one suitcase a day until I can nest all my empty suitcases
inside each other.
Old Christmas ornaments that have no sentimental
value. I had a collection of ornaments –
nice ones – that I used on my office Christmas tree when I was out at the big
title office. Clients would drop in and
I needed to “deck the halls”. I no longer have that office so I don’t need them
anymore. I have only been shuffling them
around from closet to closet for the last decade. I will box them up and donate them to next
Church rummage sale.
As I come to a cluttered cabinet or closet
– I will take the time to fix it then and there – being retired I’ve no
pressing appointments. Yesterday I cleaned out and alphabetized the spice
cabinet. That felt nice. Later in the afternoon, I was putting away a
cookie sheet and I noticed that the darling husband had jammed my jellyroll
pan in sideways. I emptied the cabinet,
wiped it out and jettisoned a few rarely used items. I’m already on my second box for the church
rummage and it is only day two.
This year I will take more time to read
down my library of books and then donate them to a resale bookstore.
And the biggest New Year’s Resolution is
that I am sick of not finding anything to wear in the stores. It no longer
matters whether I am thin or fat – there is simply nothing I want to buy out
there. I don’t like skinny ankle pants –
it makes my fat butt look the size of an armored truck.
I
hate the colors. I don’t like the clinging fabric. You can have all this “stretch that you want”
but having to constantly pull up your pants because the pants stretch too much
is irritating. I hate the unflattering neck lines. I find everything is the wrong
color or wrong cut or wrong type fabric – forget finding anything that
fits. The prices are ridiculous.
But –
you already see TV commercials for customized shirts for men and now customized
t-shirts for men. So, it is not just me
that can’t find anything that fits – it is a universal problem and I know how
to solve it.
I
have gone back to sewing clothes – haute courtier
sewing. I have already purchased the
McCall’s M7279 Fitted Sheath Dress pattern.
I’ve marked every single line on white muslin and I have cut it out and
hand sewed the bodice and skirt. A
friend fitted it for me and now I need to adjust the pattern in one or two
places. Now adjusted, I will create my
base pattern template and then I will start to custom sew my own clothes to my
sleeve length, to my hem length, to my color and, to my fabric selection. Then, I can create an entire new wardrobe
for myself as I use up the fabric I have in my fabric trunk - my colors, my
styles, my necklines.
I’ve
already made a charcoal grey soft knit dolman sleeve top with front bodice top-stitching,
three quarter sleeves and it skims my body right where it should and it is “oh-so-perfect”
showing off my nice square shoulders.
And, the neckline – right where I want it - up around my neck so that my
necklaces look right. It feels perfect on – I don’t have to tug at it or adjust it in any way when I am wearing it. Trust me, nothing
feels better than “custom fitted” clothes.
The
plan for 2019 is to make ten custom outfits
that are perfect and then I might toss out everything in my closets – we shall
see. That is a real New Year’s
resolution goal!
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