First, I doubt there are any men reading my blog but in the off chance there are, please do yourself a favor and read no farther. Really . . and, you’re welcome! 🙂
Recently Vince went out to let the chickens out one morning. That’s usually my job. But he came in and said “Judy . . is there something you need to tell me?” He was holding a pair of my underwear that was out by the front chicken coop. Hmm . . I have no idea how that got there. I figured they must’ve blown off the clothes line one day and I didn’t notice, but I hadn’t had clothes on the line for several days and I couldn’t imagine that as much as I’m in the chicken area, I wouldn’t have noticed them. Totally forgot about the whole thing.
A few weeks later, I was out in the garden and there was a pair of my underwear on the ground! Wait a minute . . there’s an 8′ fence around the garden, with barbs on the wire and the wind could not have blown them into the garden without them getting caught on a barb. I told Vince . . this is really strange! I could see he was beginning to wonder how my underwear was showing up all over the yard.
Yesterday, I was out in the garden, looked down and . . yep, a pair of my underwear! What the heck? Then I thought . . I wore that underwear yesterday! Then I realized what was happening . .
A lot of evenings, I have to take a shower before I can even fix dinner, then I’ll take another shower before I go to bed, especially if I’ve gone out in the garden or done anything with the chickens. Then, when I get up, it’s just barely daylight. Without turning on lights, because Vince is often still sleeping, I’ll grab the clothes I took off, shake them good to make sure there are no scorpions in the pants . . they’re fine to wear outside just to let the chickens out and turn on the sprinklers in the garden. Sometimes I have enough time to wander through the garden before time to come in, shower and get ready for breakfast.
When I was pulling my clothes off the night before, I was so tired, I was throwing pants, underwear and all in the dirty clothes and not separating them. Then when I would grab the pants to put on the next morning, I was giving them a good shake to get the scorpions out but just enough shake to send the underwear down the leg so after I walked a little ways, the underwear fell out and I never noticed.
Mystery solved . . but I’m still not sure Vince believes my story! 🙂
Too much information . . I know . . but it was a kinda funny story and so typical of my life!