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Hah! And you thought this post was a joke, right? Wrong. I finally sorted out ALL of the clothes in my room and got rid of stuff that didn't fit or that I didn't want. And yes, I didn't get rid of nearly enough stuff, actually. I'm going to have to do it again, once more, and with feeling this time.
But in the mean time, I have come upon a rather strange phenomenon. All of my jeans - all my blue jeans, and my black jeans - are missing. I have my shorts, my skirts, my shirts, my blazers, and one pair of black gym-work out pants. Oh yea, and my uniforms. And that's it.
AND, I might add, the same issue has happened to Bear as well, as most his pants (most of which may be in my size, but his jeans are normally too short for me) are missing as well. And no, they aren't the last place we put them, because the last place we put them was on the freaking floor when we took them off. I think. Yea, we didn't take them off any where else, that I can recall that is... hmmmm.
SO, either we threw them in a super-sized garbage bag of laundry and they got tossed out accidently, (yes, we do sometimes use garbage bags for our laundry, how redneck of us!) or house trolls kidnapped them for money (jokes on them, I have none) or his damned mouse-litch got them and is using them in effigy as a sacrifice.
Anyone have any other theories? I'd be glad to hear them, especially if it assists me in FINDING MY JEANS.
In the mean time, I shall continue to look. I can't live in shorts forever, dammit.
**edited* YAY, found a pair of Bear's bluejeans while doing his laundry. (I offered to do it so that we could find his floor *wink*) How do I know they are Bears? Because there is no way in hell I would EVER buy anything with that short an inseam.
But in the mean time, I have come upon a rather strange phenomenon. All of my jeans - all my blue jeans, and my black jeans - are missing. I have my shorts, my skirts, my shirts, my blazers, and one pair of black gym-work out pants. Oh yea, and my uniforms. And that's it.
AND, I might add, the same issue has happened to Bear as well, as most his pants (most of which may be in my size, but his jeans are normally too short for me) are missing as well. And no, they aren't the last place we put them, because the last place we put them was on the freaking floor when we took them off. I think. Yea, we didn't take them off any where else, that I can recall that is... hmmmm.
SO, either we threw them in a super-sized garbage bag of laundry and they got tossed out accidently, (yes, we do sometimes use garbage bags for our laundry, how redneck of us!) or house trolls kidnapped them for money (jokes on them, I have none) or his damned mouse-litch got them and is using them in effigy as a sacrifice.
Anyone have any other theories? I'd be glad to hear them, especially if it assists me in FINDING MY JEANS.
In the mean time, I shall continue to look. I can't live in shorts forever, dammit.
**edited* YAY, found a pair of Bear's bluejeans while doing his laundry. (I offered to do it so that we could find his floor *wink*) How do I know they are Bears? Because there is no way in hell I would EVER buy anything with that short an inseam.
