All The Small Things/Change Clothes

Last year I thought up a ton of New Year's resolutions. There's a year's worth of blog entries to that effect which I don't wish to reiterate. This year, however, I had only two goals:

1) Quit my job, and
2) Say goodbye to my favorite shirt

As of Friday afternoon at 12:20 pm EST, mission accomplished.


My previous job required me to get up at 3 in the morning. On Friday I tore down the curtains in my bedroom. From now on I'm sleeping when it's dark out!


I also took advantage of the last day of my company discount to buy a new set of towels. You laugh, but I've used the same towels for ten years now. My towels are older than Eminem's career. Think about it, won't you?


Even better, I got to throw out the work khakis I've worn every weekday for the past two years! You know, the ones that I bought at a rival department store because they had better prices?

When I was fourteen the world obsessed over grunge, flannel, and an amazingly successful football team called the Buffalo Bills. Also that year, I went to an Ames store in Alden to pick out a heavy-duty plaid, lime-green flannel shirt in XL that over time became the Best Shirt Ever. Sure, it was formal wear, but I could also use it for school or play or volunteer house construction in West Virginia. In recent years it became too worn for outdoor use. I only let it out to see grunge pioneers The Melvins before forcing it into the purgatorial category of "pajamas."




But amidst all this fun, I knew I still delayed the inevitable. The shirt had to go. I threw it out with the work pants. I don't miss the job, but the shirt? Man. Give me a minute. . . .