So part of the non-posting has been plain ol' busy. And part has been practically sheer embarassment. I'm incredibly non-stylish at the moment. Presentable? I'd say barely, but not even remotely "ooh, great [insert item of clothing here]"-inducing from colleagues or people on the street. I'd forgotten about all of my Thanksgiving-AC-purchases, and so desperately need to wash my tights and reheel my shoes that my wardrobe options are limited.
Then, last night, I remembered my boots.
They're enough to pull me up out of the rut - at least a little. A few compliments (so good when you get one before 8:30am) might just help me get there.
Next time I announce I'm in a rut, remind me that I should pull out the boots. They'll work like a charm.