Thrifting, being a friend, and gratitude
Jan. 30th, 2018 09:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flamingswordYesterday I went thrifting with a friend who is new to shopping for herself and now has the added burden of needing to look like a grown up for work. I found two things for me and one for a different friend, but everything we tried on my friend was too tight across the shoulders, as she is even more muscular than I am. I only had the idea to buy a size larger and have the waist tailored down after we had already left. Boo. Next time. And maybe I will look up any shopping tricks for next time?
Then we came back, and I had to decompress from driving and sun exposure so we ate cookies and snuggled and watched the first episode of the West Wing, which is good but moves fast and has a lot going on visually that I had a hard time processing after shopping. Shopping, especially in thrift stores, is a sensory dense environment. Things must be judged on fit, color, texture, style, and value - and every piece is different from the last. There is ten times as much to process in a thrift store as in a retail store. You pay in effort what you save in money.
Anywho, I am about to do some Google fu for an internet acquaintance. Y'all know how I get when someone I like asks for help. That may be what I do while I am letting my wrists heal from all the knitting. Yay for having a project!
In gratitude news, I think I finally have enough yarn that my brain has gotten the message that I don't need to think about going in every time I pass a craft store. Yay for (eventually) being able to train your brain to STFU. I am grateful for being asked for help, which is always validating when you can do something.
Then we came back, and I had to decompress from driving and sun exposure so we ate cookies and snuggled and watched the first episode of the West Wing, which is good but moves fast and has a lot going on visually that I had a hard time processing after shopping. Shopping, especially in thrift stores, is a sensory dense environment. Things must be judged on fit, color, texture, style, and value - and every piece is different from the last. There is ten times as much to process in a thrift store as in a retail store. You pay in effort what you save in money.
Anywho, I am about to do some Google fu for an internet acquaintance. Y'all know how I get when someone I like asks for help. That may be what I do while I am letting my wrists heal from all the knitting. Yay for having a project!
In gratitude news, I think I finally have enough yarn that my brain has gotten the message that I don't need to think about going in every time I pass a craft store. Yay for (eventually) being able to train your brain to STFU. I am grateful for being asked for help, which is always validating when you can do something.