There are a hundred and one things I should be doing. I have the time just not the inclination.
Procrastination appears to be my best friend. That and cake.
It’s Mums funeral on Thursday and I need something to wear? I also need to get my hair cut and coloured and sort my skin out. Everything’s kinda got neglected as mums health deteriorated . I have an inch of grey at my roots , frazzled ends and stressed out spotty skin.
Don’t I just sound delightful.
I ordered a dress from Marks & Spencer’s last week. It’s nothing special. I thought it was black. It’s arrived and it’s actually navy.
We have since discussed and changed the dress code to colourful? [Mum was such a colourful charactor.]
The dress is still sat in the plastic bag waiting for me to try it on. I’m putting that off too. I’m not entirely sure it’s suitable anymore . I’m not sure navy has ever been classed colourful?
I’m dreading the funeral or rather ‘celebration of life‘ ceremony as we’ve renamed it. This is reflected in my total disinterest in sorting myself out. I don’t want to say goodbye as it’s all very final.
I also realise that until I say goodbye it will be hard to move on …
So with that in mind here’s said dress.
It ticks all the right boxes; not too short, no cleavage on show and it covers my bingo wings!
Marks & Spencer’s Polka Dot Dress – £35.00