This is my lucky sweater.
I bought it about eight years ago, and I often wear it when I'm giving a speech or presentation because I just feel good in it. There's something about it that inspires confidence in me. It's bold, bright & straightforward...and when I wear it, so am I.
So today I pulled it out to get it ready for tomorrow. I'm going to be appearing on the Living Live TV show (!) on Retirement Living TV, talking about my book and life lists. I've never been on TV before, and I'm a nervous wreck.
It sounded like a job for the lucky sweater.
Knowing I was going to be on camera inspired me to take a long, hard look at the sweater. I can't believe I've been going out in public in this thing. It's all pilly, stretched out, and there's a rip along the back collar. What's "lucky" is that no one has mistaken me for a homeless woman in it yet. It's funny how we can look at something again & again and never really SEE it.
It killed me, but I had to retire the sweater. And by retire, I mean throw away. It was really hard to let go of it - I was tempted to save it for sentimental reasons, but I feared I'd weaken and wear it. It needed to be a clean break.
I replaced it with a new sweater. This one:
I don't know if it's a lucky sweater ... those don't come around that often... but hopefully it'll get the job done.