I want to surround myself with things I love, one tiny item at a time. I have a purse that I love, and now I can stop searching for a purse, for a while. I have a coffee mug that I use every day. And a pot in which to cook my oatmeal every morning. And a tote bag to bring with me on days out. And an old lady cardigan sweater I wear when I get chilled. I like these little familiar comforts. I plan to eventually have everything around me just so and perfect. And when that happens, I can die.
If my kids bury me in a new outfit, an outfit that is not just so and perfect, I will haunt them.