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What do you think? Can I wear this jacket over my navy blue fatigue trousers that are clownishly too large on me? Um. Probably not...?
https://goodgoth.com/in-the-evening-trenchcoat/
ETA because I haven't written enough posts lately... and those I've written were short.
I mused in an evil social platform that I'll be 52 in two days and my attraction to the above goth trenchcoat jacket points to me being twelve years old inside. Have I ever grown up or am I already entering my second childhood? Should I think about buying clothes that will allow me to go to job interviews, or give up all daydreams of self improvement through job change in favor of facing the reality that, if I am allowed to do so, I will probably stay in this job for four more years and then take the earliest possible retirement? Eor's doing okay with his job and has plans about redoing the house which have included daydreams about having a tea shop and/or bookstore. I'm pretty on board with that idea, especially if we can have board game nights and music nights.
Huh, weird how when I sit down to type I don't put down any of the things I wrote in my journal. I'll try to come back later and get some of that stuff down. :) I have a ridiculous list of things I ought to be doing and have thus far been reading (Miss Manner's Guide to Rearing Perfect Children) and dabbling around online a bit (though not so bad as some days.)
The things I've read online today...
A case against open floor plan designs and some philosophizings.
I also wrote in my journal for 2 hours, and have continued to debate when I shall get started on my long day's list of things to do.
ETA yet again: Somehow I managed to forget that I also read a couple of chapters of The Comfortable Courtesan's latest offering, "The Ironmaster's Tale." It's a retelling of the events of The Comfortable Courtesan from the POV of Josiah, the m of the m/f she gets into an open triad with.
https://goodgoth.com/in-the-evening-trenchcoat/
ETA because I haven't written enough posts lately... and those I've written were short.
I mused in an evil social platform that I'll be 52 in two days and my attraction to the above goth trenchcoat jacket points to me being twelve years old inside. Have I ever grown up or am I already entering my second childhood? Should I think about buying clothes that will allow me to go to job interviews, or give up all daydreams of self improvement through job change in favor of facing the reality that, if I am allowed to do so, I will probably stay in this job for four more years and then take the earliest possible retirement? Eor's doing okay with his job and has plans about redoing the house which have included daydreams about having a tea shop and/or bookstore. I'm pretty on board with that idea, especially if we can have board game nights and music nights.
Huh, weird how when I sit down to type I don't put down any of the things I wrote in my journal. I'll try to come back later and get some of that stuff down. :) I have a ridiculous list of things I ought to be doing and have thus far been reading (Miss Manner's Guide to Rearing Perfect Children) and dabbling around online a bit (though not so bad as some days.)
The things I've read online today...
A case against open floor plan designs and some philosophizings.
I also wrote in my journal for 2 hours, and have continued to debate when I shall get started on my long day's list of things to do.
ETA yet again: Somehow I managed to forget that I also read a couple of chapters of The Comfortable Courtesan's latest offering, "The Ironmaster's Tale." It's a retelling of the events of The Comfortable Courtesan from the POV of Josiah, the m of the m/f she gets into an open triad with.