Can't Wait for the Cold

~Women usually love what they buy, yet hate two-thirds of what is in their closets.

~Mignon McLaughlin

One post a month! Got on that early this month :P Just kidding, I want to blog more... just need to find a way to keep motivated after work.

Back in seventh grade I started riding the bus to school. I was so excited. Ya, it may seem a little weird but I was always so jealous of the kids who rode the bus in elementary school. They gathered in groups and talked and hung out the windows and it just looked like a party in there. I, on the other hand, walked out of school and across the field to find my mom's van. We car pooled sometimes, which was fun. And I guess a major upside was stopping for ice cream at Arctic Circle on the way home once a week.

Riding the bus was fun for a while. Then it got boring and routine. And then it got cold. I started waking up to frost on the windows and on the grass. I could see my breath the whole way around the block. It was cold-though I think I was hard-pressed to admit it to my parents. I liked just wearing a sweatshirt or jacket and I didn't have a coat... at least not one I liked. Pretty sure I still had the purple marshmallow from the year before but that wasn't cool anymore. Actually, probably never was :)

So my dad took me to Wal-Mart to look for a coat. I fought it. But when I saw the coat I got I knew I wanted it. It was plain black and longer. It wasn't puffy and didn't have a ginormous hood. Really, I'm not sure what was so great about it, but I liked it. I don't remember the reason but I had to convince my dad to get it. Maybe it was expensive. I don't know. But I promised him I would wear it more than one year. It wasn't like the marshmallow that I hardly wore for one winter-and maybe three months of it at that. I was pretty happy when we got it.

Well, that coat got me through last winter. In fact, it got me through seven winters. Some years I wore it more than others and I've had other coats that I wore occasionally. But that one lasted. Ya, it's worn out. And yes, there is a button missing on the sleeve. And yes, at the very end of last winter I discovered a long tear down the side of it. Now, I'm not trying to be dramatic... alright, not too dramatic. It's just a coat.

I bought a new coat yesterday! I'm pretty excited for it to get cold. As if I wasn't already :) It's not what I went to the store looking for but I like it better than what I had in mind.