I'm skipping buying clothes these days and you won't see any outfit pictures on this blog any time soon since I'm still dealing with this stomach illness issue. The interesting thing about still being really sick and being forced to work remotely (since I have to plan my specific meals at specific times) is that I rarely care what I look like and I'm content in the same pair of denim shorts and a t-shirt pretty much every day. Granted, if I had to go to work, I'd be responsible for appearing more presentable and I'd need more put-together clothing without wearing the same thing every day - but for now I don't. I wish I could say it felt liberating at this point but it really just feels like I still don't have the energy to stay on top of basic self-care needs. It seems to be improving in tiny increments very very very slowly so I'm hoping that I am almost through this very soon.
I haven't quite decided if I'm letting all my gray hair grown in or if I'll end up dying it again since I haven't been to the salon in so long. (When the only time you leave the house is to go to doctor appointments and that's effort that messes up your eating, you don't prioritize the salon very much.) On the pro side of the argument: wouldn't need to make hair dye appointments any longer and I hear catcalls decline when you have gray streaks. Con side of the argument: I don't have cool platinum gray or nice Bride of Frankenstein streaks so I don't know if I really want the level of salt-and-pepper I have right now. I might have to wait until I can trade up to a full silver fox bob later in life.