Leslie Marie Collins

Life this week has been crazy busy.  I can hardly keep up with showering and brushing my teeth.  I always do shower and brush, but I’ll admit that brushing my teeth has always been something that I hate doing, I mean I do it… I am just annoyed at giving up those 2 minutes of my life.  I know I am in the minority on this one though.  I’ve been like that since I was an eight year old.  I would go to incredible lengths to avoid brushing my teeth.  To the point that my mother wanted to see the brush and make sure it was wet and smell my breath for proof.  I would, of course, just wet the brush and then put a dollop of toothpaste on my tongue to fool her.  It worked most times, but I still wonder “why did I fought it so hard?”  Would have been easier to just brush.  I just didn’t want to brush.  Well after a while, I figured you had to brush if you wanted to kiss boys, so I added it into my routine.  I know people who say, “I can’t get enough of brushing my teeth, so I brush 3 times daily and after all major meals.”   I am not in that camp.  I am sorry that I have disgusted you readers now.  I promise I’m not gross.  I brush my teeth 2 times a day and sometimes in-between when I have eaten onions/garlic.  And I do love getting my teeth cleaned at the dentist.  I am super regular about going to the dentist.  I love the feel of my teeth after a cleaning.  So, in a nutshell… I love clean teeth but I am just lazy and hate doing it myself.

Anyway, today I had no time to do anything.  I ran around town and did all sorts of things finding no time to do laundry.  So, I did something today that I never have before… I dropped it off.  I was nervous about it.  But today I just went ahead and did it.  My overwhelming fear of panty judgement was mostly the problem.  I always blamed it on the cost, but in actuality, it was all about my panties.  Will someone else judge me?  What state are they in?  Will the lady curse at me for making her wash such disgusting panties?  Well, today I put judgment aside and dropped it off with an apologetic face and hoped for the best.  My worst fear was that she would say, “Ya know honey, maybe it is time to retire some of those panties.”   Well, I picked up my clothes tonight and opened the bag when I got home.  It was like Christmas!  It was like unwrapping the most wonderful present!!!  All of my clothes were perfectly folded.  They were categorized.  Just perfect.  I could just pick each stack up and put it in a drawer so perfectly.  And my panties were wrapped up so cute.  Even if she judged me, she never let me know.  She took such care to perfectly fold my panties.  Ya know, made me believe that I have some more life in those panties before I throw them out.  Anyway, I think dropping off my laundry is my new drug.  I couldn’t get over how everything smelled and how beautiful the stacks of clothing were. So if you see me feeling good in my clothes, you’ll know it is because I have some clean, perfectly folded panties on!  Here’s a picture of my pretty panty stacks!  Enjoy.  Prepare to be mesmerized!!!!