Here's the thing, or two, about me that I hope doesn't make you turn up your nose at me.
- Big D does my laundry, but only if I get it into his basket before he washes clothes. And I'm not allowed to load it up right before wash day (that seems a tad harsh, but whatever). I typically take something off & think I could get another wear out of it before it needs washing. But, rather than hang it up, I lay it out on my vanity stool. Then, it gets all wrinkled and the desire to wear it again is no more. So, I throw the ones not high wash priority in a basket that I tell myself I'll wash later. Much, much later, I do. And it's like going shopping for a whole new wardrobe! I find shirts that I've forgotten about and shirts that I've missed. My closet suddenly has interesting things in it for me to wear. It's a wonderful feeling!
- I hate just washed jeans. It's like I have a magic washer/dryer that shrinks them down 2 or 3 sizes. UGH! Can't stand the tightness and the muffin top hanging over the edge of the waistband. Highly unattractive & bad for the self esteem. I love the feel of jeans that have stretched and loosened out. It makes me feel like I have magically lost weight. Much better for the self esteem. So, I will wear them for a while, making extra special care to not spill anything on them. And just so you don't think I'm all gross, I do have several pairs of jeans. I'm fortunate enough to have a principal that will randomly have Jeans Day for a whole month at a time. I'm not one to miss an opportunity like that so I'm prepared!
- I only got dressed today because I had an errand to run. Since Sunday, I have been in pajamas (not the same ones, people!) and enjoying it greatly.
And that marks the end of my clothing confessions. I hope ya'll understand and still love me. It's hard work being a Queen Sloth but I do my best.