A very good day
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
DH had his lengthy checks at the hospital this morning and the results were good. There was actually improvement.
Tomorrow I’m going to a lunch where there will be some bigwigs present, so I can’t go there looking a mess, but I really don’t like shopping for clothes. It’s got much easier since my BMI got into the normal range - I can get into the top normal size of Japanese clothes now - if I’m lucky. I went out to buy a blouse and if possible, a handbag, since mine is battered and a zip broke. Another difficulty shopping in Japan is that I don’t like a lot of the styles for older women. After three or four hours of tramping around department stores, I found an amazing blouse which I tried on. Dismay! It plunged down very low. Well, I never liked displaying my non existent cleavage even when the skin was young. Now? No way!
I went to a coffee shop to regroup, still feeling battered by all the caregiver stuff. I thought of Naomi Osaka going for a bathroom break, terribly upset between the second and third sets of her Australian Open Final, and coming out all together and calm. OK do a Naomi Osaka and stick at it! I went to another shop, bought a top, some junk jewelry, and a handbag, the price totaling less than just that blouse. Very pleased with them. And I don’t look half bad - though I do say so myself!