I’m not a big fan of déjà vu.
It’s a creepy feeling.
Feeling like something happened before but knowing it probably didn’t.
And then there are times when things happen that I KNOW have happened before. That’s not a creepy feeling. It’s a mind-exploding, grumpiness-inducing, self-blaming feeling.
Like these black pants.
I uncovered them recently in a pile in the master bedroom. I thought, “Huh. I wonder why I still have those? I distinctly remember ripping them.”
So I looked where I thought they were ripped, in the back.
They were. One seam of a double seam had come undone. But really, as long as there wasn’t a HOLE, they were technically wearable, right?
At least wearable-in-a-pinch?
I smiled a self-depracating smile at my strange memory of thinking them unwearable.
Silly me.
Well now I’m GLAD I waited to pitch them.
Waiting is usually bad, but this time it was good.
Lalalalala.
Then, when it was time to actually wear black pants, I thought how lucky I was to have uncovered those. I always did like the way they fit!
Until I put them on and realized it wasn’t the half-a-double-seam-rip that I remembered making them unwearable. It was the ENTIRE-ZIPPER-OUT rip.
Ugh.
And I felt this strange sensation that I had experienced this exact yay-for-me-wait-what-was-I-thinking scene before.
I’ve broken the cycle. Those pants are gone.
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HAHA! Glad you broke the cycle by getting rid of the pants this time around. 🙂
I feel like I’ve done this a million times. If I do not get rid of rejected items immediately, I cannot remember why I rejected them. Of course, it’s painfully obvious as soon as I try to use the item. 😛
If you’re like I used to be, you might have had a fleeting thought that you’d fix the zipper, or take the jeans to someone who would fix it for you. I finally realized if an item of clothing needed more than a button sewn on, I might as well get rid of it because the odds of me picking up a needle and thread are as likely as me taking up bungee jumping as a new hobby … neither thing is going to happen. 🙂
*cringes* i cannot tell you how many pairs of pants almost-got-pitched-but-then-didn’t JUST YESTERDAY while i was decluttering my dresser drawer, because i examined a few holes and thought to myself, “well those are reparable” while ignoring the fact that they’ve been reparable for the last 2 or 3 years, but i have yet to actually repair them….
I’m a seamstress and I bet you all have one in your area too. Especially if you like the way the pants fit, have the zipper replaced. That’s what I’m working on this weekend. Replacing zippers and hemming pants.
Yes! I knew someone where I lived before, but haven’t found someone here. Great point!
I did the same thing with a chipped mug just yesterday. Took it out, saw the chip and put it right back in the cabinet without even thinking. I mean, I knew I wasn’t going to drink out of it or I would have used it right then. But I still put it back rather than tossing it out. It’s gone now but I just don’t understand why it didn’t even occur to me right away.