T-shirts and Time

Jewelled camel design on khaki T-shirt.No, this has not suddenly turned into a fashion blog. 😋 I bought this T-shirt a few days ago because I couldn’t be bothered to fold it up again.

OK, I was already thinking about buying it, but said to myself, “Delilah, how long do you think that pretty design will last? It will start to fade after the first wash, with bits falling off and cracks appearing, and in the end you will be left with a skimpy khaki T-shirt with an indescribable splodge on the front.”

I was about to fold it back up and replace it on the pile, but others finished buying what they were buying and chivvied me to ‘hurry up’ because they were going now.

It seemed simpler and more ‘valid’ to buy it rather than stand there folding it up neatly… though I suppose there was a flash of something in my mind that said “They’ll go home with something nice in their bag. What about me? Last chance saloon!”

Perhaps the realization I was about to lose the T-shirt was what made me realize I did want it — it was a wake-up call.

Well, my thoughts descended into utter confusion. When you hurry people up and display impatience, they panic and drop the ball. They might forget their keys, leave the door unlocked or suddenly decide to buy a camel T-shirt. At least now I have a pretty photograph to remind myself of how it used to look, though it does currently still look like that.

Maybe I should frame it, then it will — er — fade in the sunlight? Pfft. Just wear it, enjoy it… that’s what everything is for.

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2 responses

  1. My parents were constantly putting things away for a “special occasion” that never came: a bottle of wine that went bad before it was open, a fancy candle that melted during a move and never got lit, a set of plates that were too pretty to eat from sat in the cupboard, unused.

    So I learned from their example, and actually feel a sense of accomplishment when something is completely used up and worn out. I know I’ve derived the maximum amount of enjoyment from it.

    I won’t make the same mistakes they made- I’ll make different ones. 😉

    (And as an addendum: at the age of 85 my father declared that just being alive is a special occasion, so they do eat from the fancy plates now.)

    1. I love that. 🙂 Just being alive and experiencing things is fantastic. And the more things you saved that went to waste, the more you realize you have to actually use them… or let them go to someone else.

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