Usually women feel the urge to clean out every cupboard when they are either frustrated, need the space for more stuff, pregnant and about to give birth or just damn OCD.
Anyway, I have experienced all of the above. Lately though, it has been more about need the space for my son’s stuff!! Cause he is taking over every part of my life and house. To think it was going to be hubby who would do that only, well think again.
So I was being a little too thorough when I decided that I didn’t need to only put away my endless summer clothes (that I never wear in this country), but to also go through everything I own again and decide what to keep and what to chuck. My husband usually gives me his old shirts to clean with, well I just chuck everything of mine. Can you imagine if I decide to wear it by accident again, after cleaning a table? THE HORROR.
It was getting pretty embarrassing every time I had to answer the door and the person on the other side would have to see a strange woman with uncombed hair and like old pyjamas. So you get a bit hot in the face, or you just don’t care… but either way you end up saying something like “I am a busy mom” to try and excuse yourself. They all seem to nod with understanding, but I bet you deep inside they are thinking, “This woman is not coping!”. Whatever, I like my pyjamas and I can stay in them as long as I please! No, seriously though, I need to get a grip.
I have thrown all my old pyjamas away. It seems my mother-in-law always brings me new pyjamas when she visits and I think she is probably hinting at something. 🙂
After reviewing my shirts, I decided it was time to review the underwear section of my wardrobe. My son, who was sitting by my side, seemed very interested in my bras. He kept dragging them around and throwing them in and out of the box. I think he may become a boob man! Disturbing thought.
I noticed I had all sorts of underwear and then it hit me. I have been collecting underwear through the years and each one represented a part of my life. Who would have thought underwear does that? First it was hipsters and boyshorts (the young years), then it was the G-strings and thongs (sexy times)… we all know what the dental floss is for? Trust me I don’t anymore really.Then it was the tangas(feeling a little less sexy and a bit more mature), followed by normal briefs and bikinis(settled). You don’t want to know what comes next!!
GRANNY PANTS – the pregnancy era!
I remember being in the labour room and about to give birth, the head midwife comes into the room, zaps a photo of my butt (in the granny pants) and threatens to post it on Facebook! saying… “Who the hell wears that?” They were horrid, BUT comfortable.
So that’s life in the shape of underwear.
I have now decided that we really could use some variety and have a balanced underwear drawer. Who knows when I will need GRANNYPANTS again. By the way, my husband finds them hideous, but hey did he become and elephant?
- Pointing Out That Underwear Should Be Just That: Worn Under (stirringtroubleinternationally.com)
- Granny Panties (thepeopleihavesleptwith.com)