I know why she's so mad... it took me awhile, but i figured it out.
I'm 69 years old and have been under-dressing and wearing androgynous clothes since before I got married in 1973.
I've done a lot of things when I was younger that i regret now.
In 1988, as my marriage was deteriorating, I did a serious purge... burning all my women's clothes and panties. The next four years were remarkable in that i made tremendous advancements in my career. while my marriage was falling apart. Eventually I crashed and burned.
Now, after vowing never to purge again, I have a closet full of 'mom jeans' and non descript women's clothing and scores of vanity fair gowns, robes and pajamas in a vast assortment of colors and prints. And panties. all categorized by size, brand, cotton or nylon... for whatever reason it calms me down to fold them.
The panties and women's clothes I wear in daily rotation, my wife folds in teh laundry without a sideways glance. But there is always this undercurrent of something... I watch her as she folds my panties. so non chalantly... I wish I could just open up my underwear drawer, and pull out a pair to wear... but I'm not wrapped that way.
So, why is my wife mad?
I've had some health issues the past few years adn this past May, on my birthday to be exact, I was admitted to the hospital with an intestinal bleed, probably caused by xeralto, got seven units of blood... it was touch and go for a while..
Anyhow, she's mad because if I die she's going to have to get rid of all my stuff. And I got a lot of stuff. I keep telling myself I'm going to put it on ebay... but jeez, how long with it take to auction off 20 boxes of panties, all NWT.
She said it overwhelms her and her fear is projected onto me. Makes sense. Ah jeez. I'm sitting here in Vanity Fair red gown and matching robe adn panties.