I recently rearranged my closet. At the time, I thought it would make perfect sense to move my underwear drawer to my night stand. This was before I realized I would be grabbing from said drawer in the dark. Without fail, every morning, the first pair my hand goes to is a thong. Now, there was a time when Tuesday was as good a day as any to be minimal in my unders selection. Those days have long passed.
Take into account:
two pregnancies, where during which the underthings are ENORMOUS.
the fact that I have worked from home for the last decade, where I would seldom get out of my pjs and if I did it was I to workout clothes.
AND that I have careened into middle age and, as I’m sure you can image, a thong is not my go to choice. Rather, saved for special occasions. You know, like refinancing our mortgage and PTO meetings.
Perhaps my underwear draw has seen something in the magic eight ball that I am not aware of. Maybe today is going to be bigger than I am aware of?
“I better not tell you now, ask again later.” ~magic 8 ball