Here’s something you should know about my husband: he is devoted.
This is a wonderful trait when it comes to our marriage. I love it that I can depend on him.
His devotion is somewhat less charming, however, when it comes to old, worn out, ripped, tattered, and otherwise nasty articles of clothing.
My strategy is to focus on one article of clothing per year to cull from his closet. (And yes, it takes a year; and no, more than one is not possible.)
This year I’ve been working on the slippers. Right on track, we hit October without me budging him one bit. The slippers were irreplaceable! It didn’t matter that they had no soles; they were comfortable! Actually, it didn’t matter that they weren’t comfortable, either. They were -*gasp*- his slippers!
But a couple of days ago, I overheard the father-daughter conversation that changed things:
Hubby (who was wearing the slippers in question at the time): Charlotte, why are you standing outside of the bathroom door?
Charlotte: Tasha locked me out!
Hubby: Okay, but why don’t you have any clothes on?
Charlotte: I took them off.
Hubby: I see. And why are you hiding in the corner over there?
Charlotte: Because I peed on the floor and I don’t want to stand in it like you are.
Hubby threw out the slippers.
Too funny!
Yes your husband is devoted to articles of clothing, favourite keepsakes and best of all, people that he loves. I remember that he suffered a very traumatic event in his childhood when mom got rid of his favourite Coke running shoes. Believe me, it was time for those things to go! However, it may have scarred him for life.
I think that the Slipper Incident may also scar him for life …
I obviously need to read your blog more frequently… I can picture this scene quite vividly and the priceless look on his face.