Today was my mooting, the practice appeal trail I mentioned in a previous post ( Its a crisis). My first thought this morning was I have no shoes to wear. That is very ironic because I was not panicing about the fact that I did not feel fully prepared to deliever my argument, but there I was panicking about the shoes I was going to wear.
The day unfolded quite stressfully, I was late. Usually that is Zateesha, whenever we are meeting up she is late (lol-she will kill me for this) but serious this is girl is always late. Before I drift off from the subject of this post, I was late because my car decided to break down on me. With a bit of luck and a silent prayer, I got the bum to move again.
Because I could not find shoes to match my dress and I did not want break my Lent, I change the dress. I feel so proud of myself, not because I delievered my case well, (I think) but because I made a promise to give up something and I feel like I am really going to make it.
Forthy days is long in terms of restricting yourself... but hopefully, with a whole ot of determination and a little bit of luck, I will be able to maintain my Lent.
This is what I wore...
|Dress from Next, Cardigan from Matalan, Boots from Clarks 3years ago|