Slice of Life: Please Forgive Me 12 of 31
It's day 12th of the March Slice of Life Challenge. 31 days of writing. Thanks to the amazing Two Writing Teachers team for all of their support in this event.
I stare at the clothes hanging in my closet. "Who picked all of this out," I ask myself pretending not to know the answer. Reaching the bottom rod, I grab a pair of black pants. That keeps it simple; everything goes with black. Then I stare at the shirts: purple, blue, black, purple, pink, blue, purple, black. My closet is a giant bruise. There's nothing I want to wear in this closet, but I have to find something. It's still below freezing outside so my options are limited. I push hangers from left to right, then right to left, searching carefully between shirts as if I might find some hidden treasure to solve my problem.
Knowing I can't stand in my closet all day I try to make a decision. "Did I wear that shirt already this week?" I ask under my breath. Pausing as if waiting for answer, I try to think back. I did laundry last night so now things are complicated. What did I already wear? There was a time when I could have told you everything I had worn for the last two weeks, but now I can only recall the color of the pants I wore and that's because they were black. The odds are in my favor on that one.
Telling myself that everyone I teach with is so busy across the day they can't possibly have time to pay that close of attention to my clothing choices, I grab a white shirt and black sweater. I put them both back. "I wear that all the time," I scold and continue to search. There's something slightly dysfunctional about having a conversation with yourself in the closet every day. That can't be normal.
These closet clothing crises really need to cease. I'm sure it is complicated by the fact that we are at the end of a season. Maybe when it gets a little warmer so I can look to the short sleeved shirts and lighter pants this will be easier. Looking at the clock, I realize I have to decide. Maybe I'll put a purple shirt under that black sweater. That'll jazz things up a bit.
When you see me today in something I have worn recently, just look at me and smile. Know that I gave it my best shot. When you see me today in something I have worn recently, please forgive me.
Knowing I can't stand in my closet all day I try to make a decision. "Did I wear that shirt already this week?" I ask under my breath. Pausing as if waiting for answer, I try to think back. I did laundry last night so now things are complicated. What did I already wear? There was a time when I could have told you everything I had worn for the last two weeks, but now I can only recall the color of the pants I wore and that's because they were black. The odds are in my favor on that one.
Telling myself that everyone I teach with is so busy across the day they can't possibly have time to pay that close of attention to my clothing choices, I grab a white shirt and black sweater. I put them both back. "I wear that all the time," I scold and continue to search. There's something slightly dysfunctional about having a conversation with yourself in the closet every day. That can't be normal.
These closet clothing crises really need to cease. I'm sure it is complicated by the fact that we are at the end of a season. Maybe when it gets a little warmer so I can look to the short sleeved shirts and lighter pants this will be easier. Looking at the clock, I realize I have to decide. Maybe I'll put a purple shirt under that black sweater. That'll jazz things up a bit.
When you see me today in something I have worn recently, just look at me and smile. Know that I gave it my best shot. When you see me today in something I have worn recently, please forgive me.
Cathy, I had to laugh when I read this. I'm always wondering if I've worn something already this week since I do laundry midweek. I actually wore a lighter jacket today to celebrate our weather in the 50's. My clothing crisis often ends with 4 or 5 rejected choices strung out on the bed.
ReplyDeleteIs that really a picture of your closet??!!! Wish my closet looked so organized.. I find myself wearing anything that has an elastic waist so I can breathe, lol...
ReplyDeleteI know all about these conversations in the closet. Usually my discussions with myself end with a shrug of my shoulders, tossing something on and reminding myself there are more important things to dwell on. Then I go shopping(just kidding).
ReplyDeleteOh Cathy....this was so funny. I will tell you though...that Maxine would not approve. She had everything set out,( ironed, of course matching) each night. Of course, her daughter did not follow that path and can relate so much to your post today.
ReplyDeleteThis is the first thing I do when I get home from school if I can ... simply to get it out of the way! HATE picking out clothes! Broke out Capri pants yesterday but back to fuzzy stuff today. Yes, I certainly can relate!
ReplyDeleteOne tip I keep in mind when shopping is never to by a shirt if I already have that color. This way my closet is like a rainbow instead of a bruise!
ReplyDeleteEek! I didn't proofread before I hit publish! I intended to say I never BUY a shirt of the same color. :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, you are not the only one who has these conversations! I had to laugh about the color of your clothes - a big bruise! :) Thanks for making the rest of us feel so, well, normal.
ReplyDeleteEinstein had ten pairs of identical black pants and ten identical white shirts. The story goes that he didn't want to waste thinking time on what to wear. His "uniform" made it easier. When I get closet crazed I tell myself if it was good enough for Einstein it's good enough for me. : )
ReplyDeleteThat cracks me up! I love the line 'who picked all of this out?' That made me laugh out loud. We do wonder don't we? Talking to your self is pretty normal, it's when you start arguing with yourself is when you need to stop and think… :)
ReplyDeleteSee, that's where being such a slob who just tosses their clothes over their bedroom chair at the end of the night comes in handy. Doing laundry only on the weekends helps this along, too. Maybe you should start taking selfies to help you out.
ReplyDeleteThis post made me laugh! I can totally relate. I keep hoping that if I can't remember what I wore, maybe no one else can either!
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