I bought a camo coat last weekend. For most of you, this likely isn’t a surprise. I grew up in Montana, lived out in the country, and now am in the sticks of Western Washington. I know how to change a tire and shoot a gun. I can draw back a bow (if the weight is right), pick huckleberries and have attended a memorial service floating on a boat in the middle of a lake. I am a country girl at heart and my husband is the great white hunter. But here’s where we differ, I can’t stand the sight of an injured animal and I don’t really care for meat all that much. He’s also a fisheries biologist. I think fishing is about the most boring thing you can do. But I do enjoy reading a book in the boat when he casts our a line. Opposites attract, right?
So the idea of me purchasing a camo coat doesn’t seem all that out there, does it. Except, this is the VERY FIRST piece of camo clothing that I have EVER owned. Cowboy boots? Hell yes. My Fatbabies are my very favorite foot attire. But camo? Nope, never owned it. I’ve always kind of dug my heals in at it, and I’m not sure why. Maybe because it made me feel a little too redneck than I’d care to admit. And yet, I stepped out of my typical comfort zone and bought the coat (though I do have a love affair with jackets. And shoes. And jewelry…well, all accessories, really-I don’t discriminate). So I guess I’m just making little changes. Small steps outside of my typical comfort and edging out a bit into the bigger scheme of things. And I like my camo coat, which doesn’t seem quite so redneck when you know I got it from the Gap. 🙂
How about you? Have you stepped out of your comfort zone lately?