My friend and I went to a local farmers market today, we stopped by each tent and table, seeing what all the vendors had to offer. I was pleased to find the first table we stopped at was a fellow etsy seller. I had on a pair of earrings I made, and as we talked, she said she liked them. In talking I told her I made them and that I too have a shop on etsy. So chatted for a bit, and she told us about this new resale shop down the street that she has pieces in. She said it was a nice shop, and gave my friend and I a coupon for 20% off on farmers market days. My friend and I made our way around all the vendors once and as we were doing a second time around so that I could get some gelato, we decided to stop in the resale shop and see what they had. We both like wandering around resale shops, you just never know what you're going to find.

So we go in and it's this really nice boutique looking shop, you'd never know it was a resale shop unless you read the sign or someone told you. It was the nicest resale shop we'd been in and so cute! We wandered around, looking at the clothes on all the racks and I saw this cute top that my friend and I both liked. So I decided to try it on, and after walking around for a bit longer, asked if someone was in the changing room. For some reason, I thought I heard someone in there, but after asking the girl that worked there, she said it was empty.

The room itself was nothing more than a curtain hung from the ceiling in the one corner, which looked nice from the outside, but the inside was really cute. It looked much nicer than the fitting rooms at even Lord and Taylor (I spent plenty of time in them when I worked there years ago). They had a really nice, cushy arm chair in the corner, a full length mirror leaned against the wall, and a cute little side table with a lamp on it to the other sie of the mirror. On the wall above the chair were a couple hooks for your clothes and hangers. I loved it, it was too cute. The girl said they were going to hang a chandelier in there because they didn't realize how dark it was with just the lamp. I kept saying how cute it was now, and how much cuter it will look with the chandelier.

Once I managed to get past how cute the fitting room was, I went about the task of taking my t-shirt off so that I could try on that top I found. I took my sunglasses off and as I was pulling the t-shirt over my head, I was suddenly aware of the long, dangling, chandelier earrings I had on. I had actually forgotten about these things, how that could happen is beyond me. After all, they wacked me around the neck anytime I turned my head. I nearly yanked them out of the holes whenver I pulled my hair back. I mean, come on! And yet I had actually forgotten about them. So I stood there thinking, should I take them off or just try to wrestle the top off without taking my earlobs with it. I decided to chance it.

So I'm standing there, as gently and carefully as I could, pulled my arms out of the sleeves and then stretched the neck out enough to not take the earrings with. Of course as I'm doing that, I suddenly remember I have a headband in my hair. can you tell it's been awhile since I went shopping for clothes? Everyone woman knows, you wear as few things as possible when going shopping so that you don't have to spend an hour in there just taking the jewelry and hair accessories off. Now the t-shirt I had on was one of those close fitting, stretchy ts, so trying to get it over my head without taking my jewelry and headband with it, was kind of like wrestling with a squid. But finally, sucess! It was off! YAY! On to the other top.

I untied the tabs in back and stuck my arm in, as I moved to pull it over my head. I noticed it was a bit tight going over. Well not just a bit tight, but so tight that there is no way this was a large. I checked the lable to be sure that it was indeed a large, and sure enough, it was. So next I went about the task of looking for a zipper, because there is no way this pull over top didn't have one. Sucess, I found it, under the left arm. So I unzipped and once again pulled it over my head. This time it slipped on with no problems. YAY! OK now the easy part, zip it up, because tiying it in back is where the fun really starts. I reached around with my right hand and grabbed hold of the zipper. It went up with no problems until it stopped halfway up. *sigh* I pulled the fabric taught and tried again. no joy. OK, let's try the left hand. Nope, didn't do it. OK great, now what? Deep breath, that should do it.

So I suck in my breath and hold it as I pull the zipper up. It moves about a centimeter before I hurt myself. This can't be good. I let out the breath I had been holding, stretch because if I didn't, I'd need to see if I could sue the shop for personal injury. Ah, that worked, great, now let's try that again. So once again I took a deep breath in and held it, only I pulled the zipper up as fast as I could. SUCCESS!

Now that I had that done, the rest should be easy, right? Not so much. I reached around back and think I hurt myself just giving the tabs a quick tie. I needed a moment to recover from that, man just putting that on and getting ready to walk out was not easy! OK, now I was ready and I walked out. My friend and the girl working there both agreed, it looked great on me. So as I walked back I started to untie it. You'd think that would have been the easy part, but somehow I managed to get a knot in it. Oh great, I hadn't decided if I was going to buy it yet or not, and here I was, stuck in the top with a knot in the tabs in back.

this didn't look good.

The girl offered to help with the tabs but I stuck to my guns and said I could do it. So there I was, trying not to further injure myself just trying to undo what I have no clue what I did! FINALLY, I had whatever I did, done and I went back into the corner to take it off. And that's when I remembered, the zipper. Suddenly those moments before when I struggled getting it up flashed before my eyes and I feared I would once again injure myself trying to unzip it. OK, deep breath, this should be easier this time around.

Once again I take a deep breath and hold it as I quickly reach around with my right hand to yank the zipper down. It's moving! WOO! Great, now that it's fully down I can slip out of the top and hang it back up. That wasn't so bad after all, I tell myself. No, not bad at all, just injured my arms and ribs trying to get it on and off. As I stood there changing back into my t-shirt I came to the conclusion that I can't put off working out any longer, that I am well past my due date, and that I need a swift kick in the rear. So come tomorrow morning, I will not sit in front of my laptop until well after noon. I will wake up, check email, run a couple errands, come home, make frozen yogurt base, chill that and belly dance. After all, why torture myself with a traditional workout when I can have fun dancing away the inches and pounds?

Now that the pain and suffering are all over with, I am the proud new owner of this top that I picked up, second hand, for less than $10.00.