My mother-in-law finally moved out. 15 months of just panties a couple times week and an occasional girl jeans day is finally over. Love her to death, but she was cramping our space at the end.
My problem now, I have to find all my clothes. My foundation garments have migrated to my wife's bureau. And I have to unpack my shoes that were boxed for their protection.
Today is yoga pants and a cute V.S. top from 4 seasons ago. How I've missed Vickie. My bride missed her a little too. Prepping for tomorrow when I really return. I hope my dresses still fit. Time for a shopping trip anyway.