It’s a sickness I tell you! Something I have little control over! I can’t help myself!

Yes, I bought another jacket. I’m not that out of control yet—no Imelda Marcos of coats—but I have to admit that if I have one clothing weakness it’s coats and jackets. Last night’s purchase was black cotton blazer—the brushed cotton that’s so very soft. I had already convinced myself that I needed a new jacket, so I didn’t have too far to fall.

But it’s a very nice jacket, even if I did buy is a couple of sizes to big to fit over multiple shirts (yes, I work in a place of excessive air conditioning, where two shirts are a necessity all year round.) AND, unusual enough in a women’s jacket, there are two large pockets. I typically buy men’s jackets, because they have lots of roomy pockets—space, for stuff like chapstick, and my cell phone and stuff like that.

So I now have a nice new black jacket, unlined, and quite sharp looking. Which means I’m good for another few weeks.

Until I again start my search for a new pea coat. A thick, heavy, black one, with big buttons and several pockets, that will last for years. And the new leather jacket, I also need a new leather jacket…