I never really thought of myself as a "High Maintenance" person.

I don't think I've ever been particularlly vain.

My favorite clothes are jeans, t-shirts and comfortable shoes

I've let my hair go until I looked like a witch.

I never had nails.

I wasn't over interested in makeup.

And now there is THIS "me".

THIS "me" makes an attempt at keeping her hair trimmed and since mine is too long to let grow out to it's current silver, I try to keep it at it's original red.

This "me" HAS nails. My own... not fake ones... and they are a pain in the........ but I try to keep them grown out and polished, the way HE likes them.

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Most guys are only worried about what clothes are coming OFF.

Not was worn to begin wth.

Over the last few years, I've found myself "shopping".  To the point of it almost being a sickness.

SALE!.... WHERE????

But I do it with thoughtful intentions.

That statement is not meant to excuse the excesses............

Now, when I shop, I think.... "Self? Would He like this on me?"

And yes, HE is somewhat at the root of the "problem", as He DOES care what I'm wearing.

And He does have specific reasons for wanting specific types of clothing.

Today was a case in point...... I have a dress. We refer to it as HIS dress... and if I'm honest, I did buy it ONLY because I thought he'd love it, and he does. (that sometimes is problematic)

Today He wanted me to wear HIS dress... and with all the uproar in the house, I'd lost track of it. I was panic stricken. His last words to me yesterday, were "FIND IT".

Well, I couldn't find it. And worse, I couldn't even figure out a substitute outfit.

I finally remembered another dress, one He'd never seen (although I've had it for a couple of years)

When I talked to Him this morning, I explained about the still AWOL dress, and would He permit me to make a substitution.  He agreed.

All that anxiety over a damned dress! (God help me if I ever truly loose it)

Anyway, all this got me to thinking.

I have more clothes now, than I've ever had at one time in my entire life.

That was proven to me during the search for the missing dress.

I found bags of clothes that till had tags on them.

Now, I guess you can look at that two ways... I've turned into a shop-aholic, or, I need to do the laundry from top to bottom and wear what I've found and be happy that I have so much to choose from.

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I was driving home today, and a song came on and it really hit  home hard.

WASTED ON THE WAY

Look around me,
I can see my life before me,
Running rings around the way it used to be.
I am older now,
I have more than what I wanted,
But I wished that I had started
Long before I did…

And there’s so much time to make up
Everywhere you turn,
Time we have wasted on the way.
So much water moving
Underneath the bridge,
Let the water come & carry us away

Oh, when you were young,
Did you question all the answers?
Did you envy all the dancers
who had all the nerve?
Look around you now,
You must go for what you wanted,
Look at all my friends
Who did & got what they deserved…

So much time to make up
Everywhere you turn,
Time we have wasted on the way.
So much water moving
Underneath the bridge,
Let the water come & carry us away

So much love to make up
Everywhere you turn,
Love we have wasted on the way.
So much water moving,
Underneath the bridge,
Let the water come & carry us away

Let the water come & carry us away…

~~Crosby, Stills & Nash