Today stung a little...

It's too bad I didn't start this project in November, before the winter season. Today I've happened upon some coats and jackets that have hung neglected in my closet for (some of them) years and years.  They each have years and years of life left in them, and the fact that several of them happen to be one of my favorite name brands hurts me a little. We all have our issues...but I bet some folks would have appreciated them during the few cold snaps out here in the Piney Woods.

Katie got me a Columbia two-in-one jacket for Christmas the second year we were married. The inner liner didn't fit as good as a regular fleece pullover when coupled with the outer shell, so I've only worn the liner a few times. I also happened to pick up a second "two-fer" somewhere along the way, but I really like the fit and features of the older one better. And how many jackets does a guy need anyway?

So, I have three Columbia jackets, or a two-in-one and a half (?), plus one George brand jacket I bought on a Spring Break trip where the weather forecaster was sorely mistaken and it ended up literally freezing. Mr. Me-With-No-Jacket (or long pants, if I recall) stopped by Walmart on the way to the Ft. Worth Zoo and buying a pair of cargo pants and a clearanced jacket. If you look closely you can still see the tag.

In the middle of the jackets is a pair of Brazos Brand heavy duck overalls. This one hurts. I bought it because it was on sale, and happens to say Brazos on the buckles and on a tag on the back.  It was my size, but I couldn't wriggle into it, so I set it aside in the old heap that is my closet, in hopes that someday I would be able to slim down a bit and fit into them.

Well, even though I am in a current attempt to slim down ( but that's a post for a different blog) and one day they might fit, I have to say that three years of sitting around collecting dust make this a prime candidate for donation.  I guess some day I could replace them, and they are only a pair of work pants with suspenders built in, not exactly an heirloom.  Oh well. Looks like this project might end up stinging a little after all...

Peace.