Me: Oh look! There’s a person there on their couch. Is that a cat or dog on there?
Coworker: I think it’s a cat. They’re looking comfortable on the couch.
Me: I love watching the doggies and kitties across our office windows!
Coworker: You should get at pet!
Me: I know! I’ve been wanting rats.
Coworker: Rats?!
Me: Yeah, they’re so cute and they’re smart! They learn their names and will come when called.
Coworker: You should have kids.
Ok, by some, it was really one. For a thrifting excursion, that’s pretty good. I found a seemingly never worn cotton men’s crew neck sweater. The kind you can layer over a button down shirt, or just wear on its own. It was only $7! which is not the point of thrifting. I have to keep reminding myself of that when I get hand-me-down clothes from friends or when I find a deal. It’s not about the monetary value. It’s about the space I’m trading to hold this thing, whatever it may be. Real estate is valuable! Fill it with care. So yes, this particular item checked the appropriate boxes:
I’m still slowly draining my overflowing closet. Turning the spigot off to a slow trickle is helping, but boy did this sweater give me a nice dopamine rush.
Coffee chugged. Leggings on. Bra, T, and socks on. TV off. Stove off. Hat on. Earplugs in. Went to pee. Earplugs out. Hat off. Socks off. TV on. Stove on.