One Week and Feeling Weak

So it's been a few days since my last post.  Not that anyone is sitting on eggshells waiting for what will come next.  I am finding that I've got a few mental road blocks in my way. 

First, I hate taking pictures of myself.  I feel goofy and awkward.  I've been having my son, Herman, take them for me.  He doesn't criticize.  He doesn't know any better.  I am pretty self conscience in general.  That means that other than I am not as young as I used to be, the pictures don't help.  We are just a bunch of amateurs around here.  Maybe with time, I will overcome this need for outside validation.

Second, I have had zero motivation to do anything.  Anything, that is,other than watch seasons of Mad Men on Netflix.  I am not sure that I would recommend this show for everyone.  It's a little racy - lots of sex, lying, but awesome vintage style.  It's eye candy for me and this project.  So, it's research.  At least that's my justification, but I can't help but wonder if there is something else going on here.  

The thought came to me yesterday as I was expressing my plight to David and it hit me.  Maybe I have a hard time getting things done because of my dress.  Culturally, dresses have been saved for Sunday attire not weekly, mundane activities.  The distinction between the two is made very clear.  Of course, dresses are worn for other special occasions, but not for grocery shopping, doing laundry, or spray painting.  So it begs the question, is my attire affecting my mindset?  Am I putting up boundaries unknowingly because of my predisposed assumptions about proper places for dresses?  And, did women decades ago feel more special in their Sunday attire when they wore dresses all week long?  A little food for thought.  David said that I just needed a break from the holidays.  Who knows?  Maybe it's just that I need a break through of sorts to make me more comfortable about all aspects of this experiment.  Time will tell, I suppose.

Sunday was spent in my pajamas mostly, so here are some pictures of Monday and Tuesdays attire.

*I also hate standing for photos.  It just seems weird.
  I tried to get a few things done around the house, but later made a trip to Logan for basketball and errands.  Most of my outfit was thrifted because I am a cheapskate. 

Yesterday I had a few things to do - hair appointment, run some errands - a lot of in and out of the car, hence the scarf, sweater, and leggings.  I am happy to say that I did finish all 52 episodes of Mad Men, so I will now return to the land of the productive.  (Not really sure I should be documenting my waste of time)

Today, I am being way more productive.  I have been working on some projects for my vintage trailer, Gigi.  You can check that out on my other blog, www.mybowlofsugar.blogspot.com, so I am in a thrifted house dress that I paid all of $2.00 for.

Oh, and I can't forget the beautiful leggings and sweater.  They are standard until the temperatures get up above freezing.  I will put on something more appropriate for the home basketball games tonight.  I look forward to that.

*Just an FYI - I found this awesome blog and it informed me that Granny Chic is an actual term.  I had no idea.  It also validated that I am not the only crazy one out there wearing frocks, leggings, and slouchy sweaters.  I love having a community!