The other day I wore one of my more comfortable pairs of jeans, even though I know they are not flattering due to being a bit baggy in the legs, but like I said, more comfortable, and when I pulled them off at the end of the day I saw the most dreaded sight a pants wearer can see, the ray of light which means an inner thigh total rub out, no more cloth left, hole.
So, I had this idea of writing an ode to my faithful old pair of jeans, and telling you how great they were, just enough elastic incase of a big meal, roomy legs, classy dark blue color and no phony faded areas that are somehow never quite where they would be in jeans that fit to your own normally proportioned body, etc....
But I'm having trouble bringing the creative. I have ideas, just not enough juice for the follow through.
The husband told me the other day that his childhood friend is coming for a visit. I have a month to make this house look like I'm not on my way to full fledged hoarder status. Except, in my own defense, we watched that hoarding show and I can happily report that I am comfortably safe from the mentality of a hoarder. I just live amongst way too much clutter. So, number one plan of attack is the kitchen, then the family room and then the formal living room, where (this is embarrassing) I unpacked some cartons after the move and just piles sitting all over the couch where we never sit anyway because a formal living room is a total waste of space, so it's all basically dusty piles of stuff that can mostly get tossed once I pull the maybe 10% of worthwhile stuff out that I want to keep. But, you know, not a hoarder.
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