The wrong trousers?

It’s hot as hell again today, and since I am not an organised person and only did all my laundry yesterday, I had a bit of a dilemma this morning, deciding what to wear. I eventually selected a pair of floaty black trousers which I found in a separate section of my wardrobe. They looked fine, though I did wonder why I had removed them from the hangers and shoved them in with the t-shirts. I’m wondering, was there some reason I relegated them from the hanging section to the ‘rarely-worn-items’ shelf? I wonder because I have done this before. If an item of clothing suddenly becomes a disappointment to me, or I see a photo of myself wearing it, and the terrible truth that say, orange doesn’t suit me is revealed, instead of throwing it away, I shove it elsewhere in the wardrobe, on the off chance that if I need to decorate at some point in the future, I’ll have something to sling on. Eventually, these things do get thrown away, but fashion mistakes can occur in the interim period.

I’ve been wearing the trousers for a couple of hours now. So far, my only cause for complaint would be that they do seem to be attracting a fair bit of static…I’ll keep you posted as the day wears on.

Speaking of the weather, is anyone managing to get a good night’s sleep at the moment? I ask because I think that due to the heat, I am only sleeping very lightly, and am having the weirdest of dreams. Anyone else? Last night I dreamt that my ex-boyfriend from several years ago was in bed with me, which was pretty freaky. He looked just the same, when I am sure, in reality, that after we broke up, he lost all of his hair and developed a paunch – that’s what happens to all your exes, right? Then I dreamt that I was trialling a new product called ‘toast in a bag’ – (if this hasn’t yet been invented, then I think I will be making a trip to the patents office later), a nifty invention whereby you made your toast just as you were leaving the house, and then slipped it into a handy zip-lock bag that you wore much like a handbag, which would keep the toast fresh and warm, so you could eat it on your commute. As always, I am amazed by the level of detail in my freaky dreams, the bag was light blue, with the company logo in a darker blue stitching on the front panel…finally, I dreamt I was trying to return a broken vase to Heals. I had no receipt, and I had left the vase at home, but I was determined to get my money back, and was haranguing a salesperson when I woke up.

Naturally, I am a little confused as to what exactly my subconscious is trying to tell me. Any suggestions? However, ‘Toast in a bag’, people, you heard it here first.