Today I wore one of my favourite grey cashmere turtlenecks to a meeting. Of course, clothing tends to shift under jackets and scarves.... so, in an attempt to adjust mine, I tugged at the side of the waist and dang, put my finger right through it.
Not that it was the end of the world, no one saw, but alas, it just added another hole... also hidden by my jacket - too hot to leave on, but a hole-y sweater was not really appropriate, cashmere, or not.
Now it lies on the laundry basket, awaiting its fate along with the 6 others that will be made into puppy sweaters or the lining of a doggy bed... sigh.
Then again, it just means I can go hunting again, right? Isn't that what cowgirls do?
This hunt will involve my favourite second hand store - I never mind spending money there- it all comes back to our community... how great is that?
It's time to take stock - how many grey or black sweaters does one cowgirl need?
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