No Clothes For A Year

I'm thinking of giving up buying clothes for awhile, a la Penny in Blue Like Jazz. There is one small problem, however, the matter of my recent weight gain (birth control be damned!) and the fact that I actually need a few pieces of clothing, lest I wander the streets of Charlotte in the buff. So, I am thinking that I will allow myself a new pair of Tom's shoes, a pair or two of jeans and then go on the clothing diet. Are these two caveats reasonable? Am I making excuses? My husband, the resident theologian in the home, says these few things are perfectly okay, and my heart is in the right place. I am a little worried though. I tend to obsess about my image and how I look to others. I am trying to learn that it only matters how I treat others. I have warm coats, comfy beds and a bank account that, although small by American standard, is huge by the world's standards.

On an unrelated note, I am having trouble trusting God these days. I am having trouble finding a job in Charlotte. Pray for me; pray for the peace that passes all understanding.

Surprise, surprise

I am quickly getting to the point where I think it is best to make no concrete plans at all, and just see where you're led. Matt and I are now moving to beautiful, warm, sunny Charlotte instead of Mass. It came out of nowhere, but it is a really good thing for the both of us. And look how pretty our new hometown is at night!