I don’t know why I ever bought them. I hate anything with flower patterns. They suit me, I know that, but I don’t feel comfortable in my floral pants at all.
I’m was never a delicate little girl. I was the one up the tree telling the boys to hurry up and stop being wimps. As a teenager I was a ball buster and it seems that after a brief spell where I was a little unsure (okay fine, so it was when I fell in love), my hardy spirit is back… With a vengeance.
I don’t have time for flower patterns. Or people who waste my time.
I wonder what it will take to change me again.