Mainly about clothes

Things on my mind this morning:

I’m losing my voice, which is probably allergies rather than germs, but it may be a sign.

It’s getting too hot to wear boots. I may be able to drag the boot-wearing out until the end of this week, but after that I suspect it’s all over until the autumn. This is depressing.

I keep wanting to wear my nightdress to work (I HAVE worn my nightdress to work. It’s not really a sleeping-in nightdress, and I do quite often wear it as a slip, and I wore it respectably while relying on my reputation for sartorial quirkiness, but still).

All week I have been confused about what day it is. I think today is Thursday, and that’s good, because I’ve been trying to get here since Tuesday.

I need new underwear. Not just “I neeeeeeeeed” new underwear, but I actually do. Having been labouring under the delusion that my tits are getting bigger, I then remembered that I stuck my bras in a hot wash a while ago. This is depressing, but the thought that I really genuinely need to go shopping for new knickers is cheering.

I have to sort my summer out. I think this also is cheering.