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About those clothes

In my previous post I mentioned washing those navy tops I had worn last week. Laundry is my job around here and there is a darn good reason. My OCD kicks in big time when it’s time to do laundry. I am very particular about the way laundry gets done.

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I separate everything into detailed piles. There is a pile for each: dark knits, dark cottons, light knits, light cottons. I put all the jeans/denim in a pile. Terry’s dress shirts go in another. (We don’t send them to the cleaners.) Towels are done on a separate day. Sheets on another. My underwear is done in a mini handwash load. Terry’s underwear is all cotton and goes into another load on warm wash/warm rinse. Most of the load are done with cold wash/cold rinse. I use Woolite for most clothing loads with a small amount of Downey fabric softener. Seventh Generation is the other brand of detergent that I use for towels, sheets, and jeans, and none of these products have color or scent.

As for drying, I’m just as uptight. Most loads are dried on low heat for minimum amount of time. I hang underwear to dry and most loads of clothes come out slightly damp so the items are hung to finish drying. That goes pretty quickly in our hot, dry summers, but in winter in can take overnight to get the items dry. Terry’s underwear, the sheets, and the towels all dry to completion in the dryer.

Our clothes last for decades, and I think much of the reason is due to my super diligence with laundry. Terry worked with a man who had a striped shirt just like his. Terry’s remained dark and in good condition for many years and just recently he started using it for a gardening shirt. The other man’s shirt became faded within a short time. Terry always figured it was because I washed his in cold water.

About a year ago our washer died. It was 10 years old and when Terry had the repairman out, it was determined the motor was shot and that it would cost $300 to repair. Terry said we’d buy a new washer. I started investigating washing machines and found that to replace the one we have that has all these special washes and rinses, would cost over $1000. For $600 I could get one with two speeds-gentle and regular-and three temperatures-hot, warm, cold. I called the repairman back and put in the new motor. He told me that usually they don’t recommend that on a machine as old as mine, but mine was in such good condition, otherwise, that he thought it a good idea to do so. When I explained my investigation, he agreed that washing machines with all the stuff I have would be very expensive. He said most people aren’t that particular.

How many navy tops does a person need?

While sorting clothes this morning (it’s Memorial Day, good day to do laundry), I realized I have a lot of navy tops. Three of them were in this week’s wash. It’s been my go-to color this week while our temperatures went way down. There was some brown in there, too, but mainly navy.

Seeing all those navy tops, I got to thinking about how many navy shirts were in my closets, and I was a bit taken aback. I have three short-sleeve navy tops, all sort of on the casual side. I have two long-sleeve navy tops that I wear with suits. I have a navy silk shell that I bought for one specific outfit but wear with others that include a jacket. (I don’t do sleeveless any more in public.) Then there is one long-sleeved, front-buttoned, collared shirt. It’s actually a stripe, so maybe it doesn’t count.

We won’t discuss black. Or brown. Or turquoise.

These are the reasons I’m not buying new clothes unless I get rid of a similar piece from my closets. And, yes, closet is plural. I have two. But, one must remember this is a small house. There are no walk-in closets. Another reason to not buy any more clothes right now.

Please note, I did not mention shoes in this post.

Out with the old, in with the new…maybe not

You may remember a previous post of mine where I prattled on about not buying something new unless something old was moved out? In that case I was getting rid of a pair of shoes. That’s a hard one for me as I LOVE shoes but no longer buy a new pair unless I throw out a pair which really makes me think about that purchase.

For sometime I have thought about disposing of a perfectly good pair of flats I wore when teaching. They are a style of which I have about 10 pair because they are so comfortable and were perfect for those field trips of yore. The pair in question is a three tone purple and brown. I had lots of purple shoes when teaching because the school colors are purple and gold and this was one pair I have kept due to their good condition. But when wanting a new pair of shoes, this was a pair I would consider to be tossed.

I also have a suit, in a color that I call raisin, that I have contemplated many times getting rid of. It is in very good shape and could go to a thrift store for someone else to enjoy. There is a skirt, shirt, and jacket. Once there was a pair of pants, but I did get rid of them as they really looked like old-lady pants.

On Monday, when dressing for the field trip to the monastery, I realized my lightweight spring clothes originally selected for the trip would not work on such a cold, gray morning, so I started digging in the back of the closet to see if I could turn up another long skirt, and lo and behold, there was the raisin-colored suit that I thought I had moved out. I took a warmer silk jacket and a scarf for my head. You can see the skirt, top, and scarf in the group photo. AND, the shoes. They worked with the suit although they were not the original shoes I bought for the outfit. I actually had matching pumps way back in the day. They wore out and I dumped them so I could bring home new shoes.

So, sometimes it’s good to clear out the closet, and other times, it pays off to keep that suit one has not worn in many years. And the shoes that I didn’t know even matched.

More than one dress

I have lots of clothes. Even though I have cleaned out closets and gotten rid of things I don’t wear, I still have lots of clothes. I like clothes. I like choice. So, although I don’t want spare supplies, toiletries, food, I do want spare clothes., but I no longer buy anything new unless I get rid of a similar piece. Just bought new tennis shoes, but tossed an older pair that I had for 10 years. Yep, I keep my clothes for a long time.

With that introduction, I have to tell you about a blog I just found. Kristy Powell, the author, is wearing one dress for one year in order to protest the ideas and motivations behind how and why we wears clothes. The blog is named, appropriately enough, One Dress Protest, Fasting from Fashion. She is 228 days, as of yesterday, into this experiment. I could not do it.

Nope, no way. Although I have a simplified wardrobe (the same knit top in every possible color is my basic piece), I like variety. Some days it’s skirts, some days pants. In the winter I have a variety of jackets and coats. And, of course, all those shoes.

But I’m planning to check in with this blogger and see how she does as the year heads into the last quarter. I’m adding her to my blog roll.

My basic top with a skirt.

Mama doesn’t need a new pair of shoes

For the past three years I have worked hard to get rid of stuff. Hundreds of books found their way out of the house and into other libraries. Dozens of outfits went to the thrift stores for others to wear. Dishes, cookware, glasses, and all sorts of baking dishes are now residing in other’s kitchens. All the paraphernalia I used for entertaining many years ago now make my friend’s parties more festive.  Not only have I removed all this STUFF, but I have refused to let new things take their place.

Some things, though, like books and clothes, which I dearly love, can only come in if something like it goes out. In other words, no new slacks unless a pair leaves; no new book until I give my last read to a dear friend who loves my castoffs. This past week, it was shoes.

I had a wonderful pair of flats, in brown, that I loved. I could walk all over San Francisco in them, I could wear them to school and my  students even liked them, they went with pants or skirts. All that wearing, though, began to show on these shoes and the real kicker came when our sick, elderly cat squatted and peed on them. It was time for them to go. Which meant I could get a new pair. Fortunately, Coach still makes an almost identical shoe, and it was on sale at Macy’s this past week. Ta-da:

New Coach flats

On Sunday I wore a pair of slides that I got for our daughter’s wedding, nine years ago. They only get worn during the summer with skirts and so don’t have much wear, but I did notice a stain on one of the white stripes after I stepped out of the car, and then I realized they were hurting my feet.

“I’m going to get rid of these shoes,” I said to my husband as we walked towards church.

“Does that mean you’re going to get a new pair?” He knew I had just replaced the brown flats.

“Probably not. I still have a pair of mules I bought at the same time and they’re still in good shape, and I always liked them better.”

Here are the shoes that got tossed today:

The Chinese Laundry slides are no more

And for now, I will have an open spot in my closet. I don’t need a new pair of shoes.

A quicker pace in better clothes

It’s Monday morning in San Francisco and the rhythm of the place is much different from the weekend days.  Not only is there more car traffic (I can’t run across Howard Ave on the red), but the foot traffic is different.  Our apartment building sits on the fringe of the financial district and among many tall office buildings where the city’s commerce takes place.

On Sundays, there might be a jogger or two, maybe someone walking their dog, but on Monday there are all the well dressed people heading for work.  I felt like a frump in my slacks, tshirt, and tennis shoes.  Although, I did put on my makeup before heading to Starbucks, so maybe I wasn’t too out of place.

I’ve really got to rethink my wardrobe to live here.  I’ve not bought clothes this winter, except for a pair of navy slacks, a black jacket, and a hat, this season.  Well, I guess I have bought a lot, but all of it with San Francisco in mind.  I want to see where I will work and what the dress code will be for the place and what kinds of duties I will have.  My current wardrobe is wash and wear because I have to crawl around on floors checking cables and plugs when I hear, “Mrs. Zody, the computer won’t work.”  It will do fine for weekends, but come Monday morning, I need to look spiffier.

The madcap week of prom

“Mrs. Zody, are you going to prom?”

Yes, I am.

” Do you have your dress yet?”

Haven’t decided what I’ll wear.

GASP “It’s already Thursday, and the prom is Saturday, and you don’t have a dress.” (said with a look of horror on the girl’s face)

I have a closet full of clothes, I’ll find something.

“ok,” the girl says, while shaking her head.  

Rushing the season

My mother always used that expression when I tried to wear clothing that was definitely for the next season.  I did that yesterday.  After two glorious sun-filled days, I thought Saturday would be the same so I put on capri pants (still black, though) and my backless Cole Hahn mules.  I was tired of wearing socks and boots.  As a nod to the fact it’s still winter, I threw on a hoodie, just like my students wear.

The sun never came out and it stayed cool all day.  Although warm in my own toasty little house, I froze everywhere else I went.  By the end of the day, I was so cold that only a hot shower would warm me up.  I learned my lesson:  it’s still winter, dress like it.