Yesterday, Doug got out of bed, picked his cargo shorts up off the floor, and slipped them on.
"Did you sleep in those?" I asked.
"No. I just put them on."
"Oh, it's just that the last I saw you, that's what you were wearing."
"Sydney, maybe you haven't noticed, but this is what I wear every single day."
It's true, and now that I'm retired, I pretty much wear the same outfit every single day too.
I told him that's why it's so good we're going to New York, so we can actually wear some of the other clothes in our closet. I pictured strolling the sweltering streets of Manhattan in a cute cotton dress and strappy little sandals.
About a week ago, a friend asked me what the status of my closet-cleaning project was. For a year and a half, I've been meaning to purge my closet of all those cute skirts and dresses that made up my professional persona.
My friend is starting a new job in an environment that is more dressed up than her old one and wanted to go "shopping" in my closet. It was just the nudge I needed. I piled up mountains of clothes all over my bed.
"You've got to take this one, it just pains me to give it to Goodwill, it's just so cute. Oh my gosh, and this one too, I'll feel so much better parting with it, if it's for you. Whatever you don't want, just give it to Goodwill and don't tell me."
I loaded her up with two shopping bags, five more directly for Goodwill, and pulled back three dresses for myself, even though I have not had even one opportunity to wear any of them in my new life as a retired person.
The truth is, I miss dressing up for work. Now, if I dress up even a little, friends ask me, "Why so dressed up?" It's more like an accusation than a compliment. I'm usually wearing jeans when they ask this--they think this is dressed up? My regular repertoire must be getting really bad.
So imagine how excited I am to get to dress up a little while vacationing in New York. No one will ask me why I'm so dressed up--I don't know anyone. If I'm wearing the "wrong" thing, I still don't know anyone. And it gives all the other clothes in my closet a chance to get out a little.
Carrie Bradshaw, you got nothin' on me.