I found a pair of my knickers on the kitchen floor yesterday. I have no idea how they got there.
I know I recently confessed to discarding my bra whenever and wherever but, as far as I can recall, I'm not doing the same with my pants. Yet. I hope not anyway.
Maybe this what happens when you get to be 60.
7 comments:
Come on, admit it, you're just trying to attract your blogmates' attention. I don't believe in the unexpected pair of knickers. Not sure I believe in the bra discarding either....
Probably better for my reputation if you don't believe it, nick!
Where is your laundry room? Might you have dropped them taking a load to be folded? I find various and sundry bits and pieces between the dryer and the bedroom.
You might be right . What was the average age of "The Calendar Girls"?
That would be a possibility, katney, if I'd transported any laundry this week but i hadn't.
I'm not in the wi though, sonata
Do you have a puppy? If not, I suggest one. There are all kinds of things you can blame on a puppy.
I have a dog, Murr Brewster, and he normally takes the blame.
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