The Shoe Factor

Confession time . . . I bought the shoes. Did I need them? Of course not. But they just kept calling me. And they went on sale - big time.

I'm not in the habit of buying pricey shoes for no reason, but they fit into my budget for the month and hey . . . they're on my blog! And I have to say that I'm enjoying them quite a bit.

Is it silly to get happy from shoes? Maybe. But you know what? Happy is happy. And happy is good.

On our recent trip to the Carolinas, I was delighted to see a wig shop in every town. Wigs make me happy, too, and you can't find a good wig shop on every corner around here. I never really thought about wearing a wig before I started performing as a bellydancer, but now I'm hooked. I don't wear them every day by any means - just for my performances and once in a while for a night on the town - and I find wig shopping to be every bit as fun as wig buying.

I think I've always loved the idea of having instantly fabulous (and fabulously different) hair - but somehow dabbling in wigs for no reason didn't seem acceptable. Of course, I focus much less on what is acceptable these days and much more on being true to who I am.

So as I get back to rediscovering who I am after losing myself in motherhood for several years, I'm taking notes. Shoes are fun . . . wigs are fun . . . sundresses, bellydance costumes (super fun!), coffee (decaf please), sushi, martinis, a good vegan restaurant, a night out with the girls, a night in with my husband, a night of snuggling with my kids, dancing with my kids, listening to their jokes, watching them sleep, editing photos, sleeping in, a quiet house, being home alone, traveling.

How different this looks than the list I would have made in my pre-Mommy days. Am I still the same person? Different? I can't decide. But either way, I'm good with the me I am right now and feeling increasingly blessed these days (of course, as noted in my previous post on balance, a decent night's sleep goes a LONG way to improve my attitude).