It started with a Kimono

While getting dressed this morning l looked for something light to throw on over my black dress and pants. I reached for a grey floral short kimono. it comes to the waist and hides my least favourite fleshy wobbly parts of myself.  its so light, and pretty and as l love black clothes it goes with pretty much everything.
l thought  to myself how  great it would be to have a short kimono jacket  in every colour.
Within a minute l was daydreaming of having my own market stall, selling simple kimonos, short to waist, three quarter length sleeve, in every colour. i can see my stall in my minds eye with the kimonos lined up on hangers in order of colour running from dark to warm to light and bright.
I imagined the bags i would put the sold kimonos in and the logo on the side.
My mind quickly  jumped to accessorising. Some might wear the kimono jacket open, but others like me might like to fasten them at the waist with a ribbon, or a belt. Others might opt for a brooch fastening it at the empire line. I could sell ribbons and fabric belts, as well as felt brooches. I could also sell bangles and beads and baubles.  These too are a few of my favourite things.
.I imagined dropping my kids to school every morning  and then heading onto to a market. I could set up my stall for the day and wind it down after lunch in time to collect the kids from school. Maybe at weekends  I'd be taking the kids with me to help out, visiting festivals and events with our own trailer and stall.

..beep beep. there goes the washing machine to jolt me out of my reverie, but as day dreams go, it was lovely.