The other day, I decided to go to a meetup in Connecticut. I could have spent the day with JS, but I said I was going to a Saturday meetup. Yet, by the time I got moving, it was too late to go to the meetup. So I ended up going to Catherine's instead.
Driving on New Jersey's back roads can take an extra half hour to get to where you want to go. But when roads like Route 4 and Route 17 are jammed with holiday traffic, it actually makes sense to take back roads to get to the shopping malls. And that's what I did on the Saturday before Christmas.
As I expected, they were having a "last minute" sale, with their clothing priced the same as it was on "Black Friday". So I looked over most of what was in the store, and I didn't see much that said "Buy Me!" However, I saw a couple of sweaters I had previously bought selling for less than I paid for them previously. Instead of buying a third in a color I didn't have, I went to the back of the store where I fount a pair of boots in a size 12-W. Normally, I don't look at women's 12-W shoes, as they are usually a little bit snug on me. But this time, the 12-W boot at Catherine's fit perfectly. And at half price, the boot was perfect for my needs. So they jumped into the trunk of my car with a couple of pairs of socks that I can wear with other informal women's shoes.
Sometimes, its nice to be able to spend a little more than expected on something one didn't plan on buying. I will likely get more use out of these boots than the ones I bought from the Avenue....
My journey towards femininity, with all the bumps in the road. Who knows where this road will lead? But it certainly will be a prettier road, and one well worth traveling.
Showing posts with label Black Friday. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 4, 2020
Thursday, November 28, 2019
A little volunteering and a little clothes shopping.
The above picture was taken when I first started trying to dress androgynously. I was not yet ready to wear a dress or skirt in public, nor was I prepared to present myself as a female. I've sure come a long way since then!
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Last night was not a good night for sleep. I woke up at 8 am with only 4 hours of sleep, and went back to sleep shortly after 10, waking up at 1 pm. Of course, this meant that I was not going to get out and about early in the day as I had hoped. Instead, I got to the LGBT Center for a 90 minute volunteer stint at 3:30-4:00, and left around 5:30. This was truly non-eventful, as I wasn't that busy when doing my tasks.
Afterwards, I drove over to Catherine's in Paramus to browse the store. I could use a new pair of leggings or two, but I didn't find ones I liked in my size. So I ended up not buying anything today. (I have my eyes on a scarf and a chenille sweater that go very well together. The sweater is so soft and cozy, that I'll buy it as soon as it goes on sale.) Since this will likely be my last visit before "Black Friday", I took note of the price points on garments I wanted to buy and will likely buy them as soon as they reach the point I feel they are worth my money.
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After I got back home, I chatted with GFJ for the better part of an hour. She had just returned from Florida, enjoying a few days at a housing development ("The Villages") that they hope to market to potential snowbirds like GFJ. However, GFJ will likely never move to a development like The Villages, as there is not enough there to make her comfortable living there. As for me, if I ever get to the stage where I want to live down south part of the year, I'd consider living in a development like that - as long as I'm not stuck with excessive costs in doing so.
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