Yesterday I was interviewed for an article on the topic of my vacation rentals which I am doing out of my primary residence (moving my family of four – and a dog – in and out of the house a couple times a month while my husband searches for a job). When asked what I left behind during these summer weeks when I would go away, I immodestly answered – “absolutely nothing.” Truly, I was proud of the fact that in eight weeks of summer rentals I hadn’t left even one cell phone or laptop charger, kid’s clothes, shoes, dog food, important papers or a child’s item that they just had to have. I was simply organized. That is, until yesterday.
When the interview went a little longer than expected, I was left with a clock ticking and beds to be made, bathrooms to be made spotless, and vacuuming to be done, not to mention the reality that I had to pack up and move out. But, I did it and it was all fine until I was nearing bedtime at my mother’s house – still wearing a stinky shirt from five hours of cleaning and messy hair that needed to be washed – when I realized that I didn’t have anything to wear to bed because I forgot to pack my clothes! Now believe me, pajamas to me is something as simple as a fresh t-shirt and nice undies, but neither were in my care last night.
The thing is, I have to say that didn’t get that worked up about it. Clothes are clothes – they don’t just have to be what you are. We can exist without them (but don’t worry ladies, I won’t go naked in public). Because of this clothing slip when moving digs, it is clear to me that clothing is not the most important part of my life and that I can live without going to extremes to make everything perfect. This morning, I’ve found clean clothes tucked away in a closet that I left during my previous stay. They are not my first choice in what I’d wear and I did want to go to the gym this morning and I can’t find workout clothes yet. Maybe I’ll go on a walk instead. At any rate, TGAAD has awakened a few things in me in just a mere little week. I wonder if I’ll go clothes crazy by next fall, but until then I know that I can feel Zen about the place I’m in. Thanks TGAAD!
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