What is the deal with men NOT putting clothes away? I'm starting to think that Den believes our living room is a closet. Well, closet may not be accurate, because at least in a closet you hang things up. No, as soon as he gets home he feels the need to strip. We have no blinds on our windows, which isn't that horrible considering we live up a mountain, surrounded by ice, and only two male neighbors. So I guess the chances of him being caught in his scivvys isn't a real enough fear to motivate him to stay dressed.
Now his world would be vastly different if he had a houseful of daughters , but the only female in a 10 mile radius is me, and he doesn't worry about impressing me any longer.....lol. Which is fine, I don't mind the long johns and other unmentionables, it's the clothes that he takes off that bug me to death!
He just takes them off dead center of the living room, and doesn't bat an eye. If I get on to him, he either gives me a sigh and pushes them into a pile, or beckons one of his children (slaves) to put his dirty apparel away for him somewhere.
Then, the next day, when needing to face the rest of the world with clothes again, he can't find a thing. The barks of, "Where are my boots?" "Where is my belt?""Get me some socks?" begin. Everyone scrambles to find him these necessities. I'm not sure he knows where clothes go, or where they come from on any given day.
Hmmmmmm.....this makes me think! Maybe we should try the "Emperor That Had No Clothes" technique. It would be cleaner, cheaper, and much easier. Just thinking of all the laundry I would save, all the frustration, no more nagging. Wouldn't we ALL be better off? I'm sure it wouldn't be that challenging to convince him that he is already dressed, and admire how handsome he looks and send him out the door. As far as everyone else he comes in contact with......well.....
(It has come to my attention that all may not know of the story "The Emperor's New Clothes", as Levi gently reminded me. So go to the link, scroll down, and you can read the summary of the story. Oh goody, another HOMESCHOOL moment...lol.)