Well folks, it has come to this – the pink with black polka- dots and ruffles underwear. You know what that means right? Yep, need to do laundry today. Of course that is the only reason that I would be wearing the pink with black polka-dots and ruffles underwear as they are the last frontier between me and going commando (and while I may be many things – commando I ain’t).
The pink with black polka-dots and ruffles underwear are the underwear I would least prefer to have on should I get in an accident and have some strangers seeing my drawers. They are underwear that, while perfectly comfortable and functional, looked better in theory than practice. In theory, underwear that are pink with black polka-dots and ruffles in front are cute and playful. In practice, they look like a 12 year old’s underwear. Truth be told, I wouldn’t want to be caught dead in them…but they were the last lonely pair and it was them or nothing.
So, a whole day in the the pink with black polka-dots and ruffles underwear being extraordinarily cautious and internally chastising myself for allowing the laundry situation to come to this. Clearly, I am too busy if I do not have the time to launder my more suitable underwear selections…clearly, my priorities have gone astray…clearly, it is time to get back on track – or go commando.
I think I hear the washing machine calling me…or was that snickering?
Day four hundred and thirty-six of the new forty – obla di obla da