This morning when Mr. Fixit dressed to go out to change the oil in the car, he was neat. He had tucked his shirt into the waistband of his tidy whities and cinched the belt on his jeans tight. Very neat, indeed. The problem was that his jeans had slipped a bit and the waistband of his whities was showing above his belt. I (tactfully, of course) suggested that he adjust his clothing a bit. The next thing I know he had put on a cardigan sweater to cover his faux pas. There was a little problem there, too. He had buttoned the sweater wrong making it a tad askew. After he re-buttoned, he put on his jacket and his new knit cap to work outside. It’s cold here today. I noticed his cap. The tags are still attached.
Yes, it’s official. I live in Geezerville!