This morning, as I sleepily got out of bed, I noticed what clothes Bill had put on, and had myself a little chuckle. He didn't look funny, he looked fine...it was another reason his choice in clothes made me laugh. He came into the bathroom to look in the mirror...wondering what in the world I was laughing at...I told him he looked fine, but I had an idea for a post. I love you, babe, but I've just got to tease you a bit about this...
You see, I do the laundry, and when all is clean and folded, I put the clothes away. I stack all the fresh clothes on top of the other things already in the drawers/on the shelves. Of course, this means that 90% of the time, Bill just grabs a shirt/sweater from the top of the pile ('cause it's easier) and the stuff on the bottom of the pile rarely gets worn.
I think his armoire is in desperate need of an overhaul...time to rotate the shirts so the ones on the bottom have a chance to see the light of day! The guys at work may think he's gone on a shopping spree, showing up for work in clothes that they don't recognize!
Now, because of this, I bet Bill will grab a shirt from the bottom of the pile tomorrow...just to tease me...
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I grabbed a sweater from the bottom of the pile, but the undershirt is a frequent fav.
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