The unravelling of the missing underwear case
It's been more than a week since I last saw my red underwear. Actually a more darker version of red, so maroon really.
Losing my underwear has led me to acknowledge certain aspects of my life. Who knew losing an underwear could make one contemplative but here I am blogging about it. I still can't believe this is the topic I chose for my first blog. I always thought I would be the type of person to write about various interesting things but life has a way of surprising us in the most unexpected ways. You got me, life.
Firstly, losing my red underwear has made me realise that I only had 3 usable ones and that's including the red one. Sad but true. So now considering that I lost one put me in a difficult situation of having to alternately wash and reuse the two that were left.
Secondly, my closet is an absolute mess. I've never been one to be particular about being organised so it didn't bother me as much. However what struck me was that my underwear could be underneath those pile of clothes so all I had to do was to clean up this mess, find my precious undies and solve the mystery.
Yeah, that didn't happen.
Last sunday, I decided to clean my closet albeit begrudgingly due to an immediate need of clean undies and managed to find it when I was done organizing half of the clothes. I solved the case so naturally I took the rest of the clothes and stuffed them back inside.
Moral of the story : Always have more underwears than the number of days in a week.
Losing my underwear has led me to acknowledge certain aspects of my life. Who knew losing an underwear could make one contemplative but here I am blogging about it. I still can't believe this is the topic I chose for my first blog. I always thought I would be the type of person to write about various interesting things but life has a way of surprising us in the most unexpected ways. You got me, life.
Firstly, losing my red underwear has made me realise that I only had 3 usable ones and that's including the red one. Sad but true. So now considering that I lost one put me in a difficult situation of having to alternately wash and reuse the two that were left.
Secondly, my closet is an absolute mess. I've never been one to be particular about being organised so it didn't bother me as much. However what struck me was that my underwear could be underneath those pile of clothes so all I had to do was to clean up this mess, find my precious undies and solve the mystery.
Yeah, that didn't happen.
Last sunday, I decided to clean my closet albeit begrudgingly due to an immediate need of clean undies and managed to find it when I was done organizing half of the clothes. I solved the case so naturally I took the rest of the clothes and stuffed them back inside.
Moral of the story : Always have more underwears than the number of days in a week.
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