I mean, think about it. If I had not left the Truth TM , right now I would be walking the mall, searching for a modest Memorial dress.
Probably would get a new pair of panty hose for the occassion (suntan color, of course--those extra thick ones so they don't run after you wear them once), along with a pair of attractive shoes that could still handle a full day of field service TM .
I'd be hoping to meet a nice brother TM who would be able to pick me out of the crowd because of my spiritual modest attire. TM
Instead, here I am, with my worldly husband, not studying the ragazines, eating Pagan Easter candy, and watching unwholesome TV shows, in my nice house, after working hard at my job which I got because I attended evil college. Oh, what horror my life has become.