LIFE TALK
Apparently, I have a roommate. A moth. A well-fed moth. You can probably guess where this is going.
The other day, I pulled out a purple sweater to wear in the video for PEARLS GONE WILD. During the day, I noticed--you guessed it!--a tiny little moth hole. And then two more. By filming time, I tried to hide it with pearls, which did not work, so I put my sweater on backward and did the video that way! Then I had a tender good-bye ceremony for the sweater.
Yesterday, I pulled out a light blue sweater to wear in the video for DRESSED TO CONFESS. Guess what I discovered? Another moth hole! Now I am afraid to unfold all of my sweaters for fear that half of my wardrobe has been consumed.
The most troubling aspect? I have never seen this moth! Also, I have cedar blocks all over my shelf, so this particular moth appears to be immune to regular moth-deterring measures! The audacity of it just stings. That moth just took what it wanted with no regard for me or my things.
I mean, I know I haven't worn several of these sweaters for years. Some were too snug, some were second-hand and never my favorites. Some were just bad purchases that I kept because I felt guilty at having bought them.
There's a lesson in here. Use it or lose it. Or maybe appreciate what we have. Possibly stop feeling guilty about past decisions. Any one of them fits, and they're all good reminders about life.
Or maybe the lesson is to put my sweaters into a zipped plastic bag or move them to a cedar chest. I draw the line at moth balls.
xoxo,
Diane
