On weekdays I get up early, drink copious amounts of coffee, and throw on shorts and a t-shirt. With my trusty flip-flop sandals on my feet I busy myself in the kitchen making breakfast and packing school lunches. Later I’ll drive my kids to school, return home, maybe go for a quick walk, and then start work. Sometime during the day I’ll find some time to take a shower and return to my shorts, t-shirt and flip-flops. I realized the other day as I stared into my densely packed closet that I probably wear 90% of my clothes 10% of the time. Dressy things like this pencil skirt and chunky platform sandals are only worn on the weekend. But sometimes I wonder why I bother at all? Wouldn’t it be easier to wear jeans and a t-shirt every day? Wouldn’t it be nice to stare into a simple, spare wardrobe of only a few sensible clothes? Shouldn’t I long for comfortable clothing that creates ease of movement?
Nope. If I had to wear my work-from-home uniform of shorts, t-shirt and flats all the time I would probably be very depressed. Saturday and Sunday are days to get dressed up. Even if I’m going to the grocery store I put on something nice, and probably something that isn’t all the comfortable. I match my purse to my outfit, pick out earrings, slip on a shoe with a bit of a heel, tidy my hair and apply makeup to my face. Continue Reading →