Moving Out

Moving out is a good time to assess ones wardrobe.

I most recently moved out of my old apartment and just now have acquired internet access. The majority of my things are in the apartment now, save two mirrors. I'm bruised. I'm battered. And typing is one of the few things that isn't a trying effort.

I made about 3 or 4 trips to the Goodwill donation drop off, with good reason. It never occurred to me that living in my apartment for 2 years would result in the acquisition of "stuff." So it came as a surprise that I could not close my luggage and attempts resulted in clothes being spewed out of the openings. A good time for a clothing assessment is when your poor muscles are at stake. Of the things I did chuck out, some of the more memorable pieces were: a skort bought at 579 many years ago that I felt was inappropriately short for my age, a collection of little boys dress vests, and pairs of pants that were bought ill fitting and stayed ill fitting.

In essence, moving is a good time to assess a wardrobe in terms of "Do I still wear this?" and "Do I still want to wear this?" As for the little boys vests, I like wearing tight vests, but the ladies section was always too big and they don't make dressy black vests for women of small builds, at least they didn't when I was going for the look. It seems that this has resurrected itself in my embracing mens ware for women. That's a rather nice change.

Despite my trips to Goodwill, I still had a load of clothes that would not fit in the suitcase and had to be transported by other means. One thing that I did notice was that, for living in Texas, I have a rather large volume of sweaters considering that the climate is predominantly hot. That's for another blog~

College Warp

Ok. Sunrises are beautiful. Birth of a baby panda, that's beautiful. Finding that a Victoria's Secret Outlet has opened up in your local outlet mall, that's beautiful too.

The point I'm trying to get at is that words like beautiful or nice can easily be perceived differently. I think you know where I'm going with this.

In my teaching course, we had to give presentations on activities that were developed and tested. One of the girls presenting had the courtesy to dress "nice" for the class presentation. While I'll admit, she was more dressed up than anyone else who had presented, I'm not sure...well check that, I'm pretty sure that what she wasn't dressed the kind of nice that was meant for the occasion. She was wearing a corset type blouse that was rather low cut, that had puffy sleeves, a satin skirt with some diagonal detailing and stilettos, black patent with silver heels. School presentation? I'll give her props, it's the thought that counts here. She was dressed "nice" though her hair was in a rough pony tail. For the purposes of the presentation, the outfit was rather distracting.

I'm beginning to think, since my teaching class is a class on how to effectively teach math and science, it shows that we're more math and science oriented when it comes to a lack of interpretation of the English language. There's a date "nice," there's a professional "nice," there's a casual outing "nice."

There's a little view of the hard transition into professionalism that occurs during college.