the dreaded khaki.

Once upon a time, I used to work at Target and have to wear khaki pants, right?

Well. Khaki. Here's the thing about it. It's TERRIBLE. And only those who have worked at Target (and probably Walmart and maybe Hobby Lobby) will ever understand the hate. It's rare to find khaki's that A)are flattering AT ALL. B)last more than ten seconds. (I mean seriously, khaki's biggest demographic is retail workers. They get down and dirty. Make your pants out of better material.) C)don't cost you like a million dollars.

On top of those things, you have no choice but to wear them like, everyday. Unless you're a lazy bum who never works or something. I wore khaki's close to everyday for two years. And I hate them a lot. I probably hate them even more than the average. I think most of that is because of what they represent though. So, you know, there's that.

My dad and I were talking about pants today (because you know, we do that sometimes) and I was saying how "I got these new work pants and I got these two colors because they were the only ones in my size... besides KHAKI. I just, I can't do it! I can't bring myself to even CONSIDER buying them. Much less WEAR them." Because really. What color am I going to wear with Khaki? Obviously I can't wear red. Target. Or blue. Walmart. I can't wear black or white. Target Starbucks. I can't wear pink or orange or yellow because I either look horrible in those colors or just don't like them and therefore don't own them. So that leaves me with... what? Green and purple? Gray? Mmmm, yeah. That doesn't justify buying khaki colored pants.

I think I'll have to distance myself from Target and khaki's for a while longer. Maybe in two years (or never) I'll be able to wear khaki's again. But really, I didn't wear them before I worked at Target so... I probably won't wear them after I worked there either. My co-workers think my aversion to khaki is pretty funny. And yes, I agree, it's a little weird. But... I just can't do it. Maybe it's because I HAD to spend so much of my money on khaki's the past two years... the reason that I physically cannot even bring myself to think about maybe buying them. Maybe it's something else. But, it ain't never gonna happen!

Don't even get me started on Red... I still have a hard time with it. And I only own one shirt that is even SLIGHTLY red. But it's a "vintage wash" so it's barely even considered red.

Anyway, hope you have a good rest of your week and a lovely weekend!

Cheers,
Reille K.

P.S. My new job is going WONDERFULLY. Even though I get to deal with a fair few of grumps, it's defs better. And I actually really enjoy it. :)   

life as of late.

Holy buckets, you guys. It's been a little bit of time since my last post and I can't even. Already, my summer is going completely differently than I ever expected it to go. 

First, I expected to work at Target this summer, and I am not doing that. I got a new job that is sometimes a little scary, but that I really enjoy. And that is really great. And I see myself with this company for a really long time. Who knows? I may just end up staying in the insurance biz for forever and I'm actually okay with that. 

And for all the 20 years of my life leading up to now, I got asked on zero dates. Which, I came to terms with and got used to and now dates are weird to me. But, in the last month, I have gotten asked out TWICE and that's weird. I mean, thanks for thinking I'm pretty, I guess? Or maybe they just think I'm interesting? Who knows. Haha. I mean, I want to go on dates... But with very specific people. And that sounds terrible probably, but it's the truth. And I make it a point not to lie to people. And I guess if I want to go on dates with these very specific people, I should just ask them myself, right? Well, it's not that easy or simple for me. Because sometimes (most times) I forget that people are just people and they shouldn't make me nervous. 

And I'm moving out with my absolute best friend in the whole world at the end of the summer. Well, as end of the summer as the beginning of August is. And I'm so excited and and scared and nervous and excited. I'm mostly excited. And it's going to be great and really fun. And YAY!

And I'm not as poor anymore. And that's weird. And I have to remind myself not to go crazy, A LOT. Because now that I'm not as poor, I also have more responsibilities and the like. 

And I go outside a lot more often. Which, has never been a thought that crossed my mind very often. I was very much an inside person. But I spent almost all day outside yesterday. And I'm currently sitting outside whilst I write this. And I just always want to be outside these days.

And I'm healthier. I have less vitamin deficiencies and all that. And I'm losing weight (kind of, I get lazy a lot) and that's awesome. I catch myself in the mirror sometimes at work and I'm like, wait, is that ME?! When did I start looking like that? But it's nice to see the effects of the work that I DO put in. 

Guys, I'm an actual grown-up these days. Like, when the heck did that even happen? And really, WHO LET THAT HAPPEN?! 

Anyway, I hope you all have a lovely week! 

Cheers!

Reille K.