No, I didn't get a cell phone.
At the start of this school year Sara asked me to organize my closet. If she would have asked me how many collared school shirts I had, I would have guessed about 10 or so. Upon completing my organization I was shocked and embarrassed to find that I had over 40.
My first thought was "Holy crap! When did I turn into a girl?" I decided I better embrace my stockpile of sport-polos. So logically, I challenged a couple other teachers to see who could go farther into the school year without repeating shirts. After getting no takers at my proposal, I was stuck competing against my usual challenger, myself. A personal quest to see how far my arsenal of apparel could take me, the rules were collared shirts Mon-Thurs, t-shirst only on Fridays, jerseys only after big wins. I lasted over 11 weeks, almost one-third of the school year. Sara wants me to get rid of some of them now, but the way I see it, I have already amassed enough shirts in 10 years of teaching to go almost a third of the school year, if I keep this pace by the time I retire I will be able to go my whole last school year without repeating shirts and she can go my whole last year without doing laundry.
Special thanks to Sara for taking my picture on every morning that I wasn't already running too late.
