“Sometimes broken shoes and tattered clothes can tell us beautiful stories!”

Last night it rained. I was still watching television so it was early. The rain was intermittent. It was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

I have had a few false starts this morning. First I wrote about obituaries. The one of the woman described as loving to shop had caught my eye. I wondered if she’d approve of that legacy. I wrote about the man who bowled, his favorite pastime, and wondered about my own obituary, but then I got stuck so I stopped, thought a bit then went on to another subject. Yearbooks were next. I always felt bad for the kids with nothing under their pictures. They spent four years of high school being phantoms. From there I jumped to still waters run deep, the classic description of the shy kid no one knew well. At that point I stopped and deleted what I’d written. I began again.

Today is still. Not a branch is moving. Even the dead leaves on the oak trees are still. The sky is white cloudy. The bare pine branches stand stark against the light sky and look almost like fingers grasping for something. It will be a warm day, the last warm day before the cold comes back tomorrow. Snow is possible at the beginning of the new week.

My broken bone has been the perfect excuse to do nothing. I still can’t lift anything if it has any weight. The downside, though, is trying to read a hardcover book in bed. I rest it on the bed and hold it with my left hand but then I have trouble turning the pages. I gave up after a short while.

I thought I was at the stage of my life where I didn’t really need anything new. Old clothes are comfortable and old shoes fit my feet best of all. I wear a sweatshirt during the day to stay cozy and most of them are so old they’ve lost their shape. I do save a few good ones to wear in the world at large mostly because I don’t want to be the eccentric old lady wearing tattered, misshapen clothes who mumbles to herself in the grocery store. Now I can add a new shirt to my ensemble. I bought two flannel shirts on sale. Both have  patterns in muted colors. They are warm enough for days like today, in the 40’s; however, they don’t help with the mumbling.

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10 Comments on ““Sometimes broken shoes and tattered clothes can tell us beautiful stories!””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Somehow a solicitor had my direct call number at work, I picked it up and she introduced herself and then offered to make business suits etc for me. I advised her quite truthfully that we seriously under dress at work in jeans and sweat shirts and have no need for such finery. She then offered a “special occasion” suit, and I explained I own one Burberry suit that rolls out once a year.

    My dressing style is really quite straight forward, “Man at tottenham hotspur” “Man at Detroit Lions” or “Man at whatever Mrs MDH gave me for my birthday or Christmas”. If I am in London, I will go to Fred Perry otherwise I have Spurs ship me some stuff.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I had to wear dresses to work my entire career so when I retired Imut ostof kymclothes away (there you are-cast words!! Good luck).

      I have a summer/spring dress and a winter/ fall one if I attend an event which demands dressy clothes. Luckily there are few and far between.

  2. BG Says:

    Kat, you need to cheer yourself up a little by thinking about the approach of baseball season. Your beloved Sox are looking good again while my long-time favorite Cardinals are iffy once more. (You remember the Cards, right? The team that so graciously folded and gave Boston the opportunity to win the World Series in 2004 and then did it again a few years later? Sigh. . .)

    • katry Says:

      That’s right as pitchers and catchers have reported and many position players arrived early. We have a new coach so I’m hoping the Sox won’t get eliminated during the first series,

      I do remember the Cards, and I thanked them in 2004 for helping us break the curse.

      I do get cranky when my hand hurts when I move it the wrong way. That’s getting really tiresome.

  3. Caryn O'Keefe Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I got rid of most of my work clothes after I retired. I keep a summer/spring pair of dress slacks and a fall/winter pair of dress slacks. Both are black which goes with every occasion depending on what I pair with them for blouse and accessories. The rest of the time I’m in jeans and tee shirt or sweater. Even when I’m in the world at large.

    Whenever I had a hardcover book to read at night, I propped it up against some pillows and used a page weight. Then I only needed one hand to turn pages. It only works if you like to be semi-sitting up while reading in bed.

    Today was dismal. That’s the only word for it. It rained early in the day but stopped around mid-morning. It stayed grey and damp for the rest of the time. I think I need to look at flowers and dream about summer. 🙂

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I put my clothes in bins and hauled them down the cellar. Now I have only my pants and shirts and a few sweaters in my bedroom closet.

      I tend to be lying down when I read. I do have a weighted bookmark if I can only remember where it is. Maybe I shouldn’t complain as I do fall asleep sooner.

      The rain didn’t reappear today but down here it also stayed damp and ugly. I didn’t even go get my mail across the street, but I finally did that laundry from a couple of weeks ago. I put it in a basket and will try to go step by step with my good hand.

      We have gained over an hour of daylight since the solstice. That is hopeful.

      Have a great evening.

  4. Birgit Says:

    I’m sick at home wearing old comfortable clothes. (Just a bad cold.) Just recently I read that each piece of clothing is used and washed 4 times on average before it’s thrown away. That’s just crazy. Some of my stuff is decades old, luckily I don’t have weight problems and you can’t do wrong with jeans and sweaters.
    Sending good hand healing thoughts!

    • katry Says:

      A cold can be miserable. I hope yours doesn’t last too long.

      I’m with you on the crazy idea of washing clothes 4 times then tossing them. I also have clothes decades old. Mine have to be in tatters before I say goodbye.

  5. olof1 Says:

    I rarely buy new clothes but I tend to have at least one pair of everything that I can wear outside the village 🙂 🙂 Everyone knows who I am here so I really don’t bother to dress up, I will always be the dog and cat guy that likes gardening (which is very unusual here, most people likes grass, an apple tree or two and perhaps current bushes 🙂 🙂 ).

    You should have one of those small tables one has when eating breakfast in bed. I never eat in bed, have never liked that but I did have one of those tables and it was perfect to use when one read a book.

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      I do wear regular shirts and pants when I go out to do errands. I usually run into someone I know so I don’t want to look like I just got out of bed.

      I don’t ever eat in bed either, but I never thought of using a tray for my book. I usually read while I’m on the couch, but now that hurts my hand a bit. I haven’t found a comfortable spot yet.

      Have a great evening!

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