My pants

By Emily Mumford on April 15, 2015 in Emily's Personal Blog
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Today I decided to be ruthless – and my goodness it felt good!

My pants drawer is always stuffed – you know – you have to squash things down to push it shut…  So what are all these pants – and how many of them do I actually wear?

There are the ones I saw one of my daughters wearing – and thought, “Those are the pants for me!” – and bought a dozen… as I do… seven years ago…

There are the exciting thongs I bought off e-bay – I don’t know what sizing system they were using – but they would be more suited to Tom than to me…

Thongs and sizing are a definite theme – there are also the thongs I bought that created a stir in the changing room one day – “Whoa! They look tiny! Are they the right size?!”   My protest that they were “reduced” – so that price had blinded me to other considerations – just produced further laughter… took me a while to get the joke…

And then there are the strange lacy shorts that I bought when a new lesbian friend came into my life… no idea what went on in my head – but for some reason having a new friend meant new underwear… but they were not a good buy… rode up between my buttock cheeks… and I should never buy anything that isn’t cotton… I just don’t like synthetic fabrics round – or up – my bum…

And lastly… and for those of you who don’t know how weird and wonderful I can get sometimes, this may be more information than you need…

you may indeed wish that I didn’t have this confessional streak… my mediation group have already been privy to this one – but they might have repressed it…

So, lastly, there are the pants that I hand sewed a little pocket into when I was in my “crystals phase”… and hot flushes were driving me mad…  and I got the idea of wearing a helpful crystal tucked down my knickers… the closer to my reproductive system,  the more likely I was to benefit,  I reasoned… So now I have four pairs of pants with this bizarre addition to remind me of how bonkers I can be… nice…

So a ruthless cull has been executed and the passé pants are now no more… and it feels good… and my drawer shuts effortlessly… and the sun is shining…

And tomorrow I will find another corner of my home to declutter and ponder at just how bonkers I can be : )

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