A while ago, I bemoaned my over Konmari organizing when I couldn't find the dress I was wearing when I gave birth to my son in the Chicago hospital elevator.
Here's the dress.
Art wanted to take a photo of me wearing the dress with my month old son and my almost 3 year old daughter.
I realized that in my fervor to clean out my closet, I must have finally added my 40 year old dress to the donation pile.
Well....
The other night, I was looking through the closet downstairs in my mother's area where I had really puffy winter coats stored for her to use when we travel.
I had planned to donate those much too bulky coats a while ago, but kept forgetting.
What a shock when I opened the closet door and saw the dress hanging there with the coats!!!
I called Art and he immediately said, "Don't look at me. I didn't do it."
I must have taken it down with me to donate with the coats and then forgot about it.
I have no memory of having done that.
But there it is.
And no, it wasn't Art. It had to have been me.
Or maybe it was my fairy godmother who knew I was making a mistake to donate it.
Art wanted to take a photo of me wearing the dress with my month old son and my almost 3 year old daughter.
I realized that in my fervor to clean out my closet, I must have finally added my 40 year old dress to the donation pile.
Well....
The other night, I was looking through the closet downstairs in my mother's area where I had really puffy winter coats stored for her to use when we travel.
I had planned to donate those much too bulky coats a while ago, but kept forgetting.
What a shock when I opened the closet door and saw the dress hanging there with the coats!!!
I called Art and he immediately said, "Don't look at me. I didn't do it."
I must have taken it down with me to donate with the coats and then forgot about it.
I have no memory of having done that.
But there it is.
And no, it wasn't Art. It had to have been me.
Or maybe it was my fairy godmother who knew I was making a mistake to donate it.
Well that was a great luck! Don’t you love when things like that happen!
ReplyDeleteNo better sign that you were meant to hang onto that dress.
ReplyDeleteWhat a nice accident! I once went back to a thrift store and re-bought a shirt I had donated.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes find items in my own closet that I had forgotten I owned.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that you still have this important dress! We have to be careful when sorting through things to donate. I can begin slowly and thoughtfully and then get quite carried away as time goes on. This was a very happy accident for you!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you found it. I wish I had saaved some pieces of my Army uniform. Oh well. The new picture will be wonderful.
ReplyDeleteNice!
ReplyDeleteI think Mom saved it.
ReplyDeleteHurray!
ReplyDeleteLovely photo!
ReplyDeleteThat is the scary part of going Konmari. So glad this had a happy ending. It looks great after 40 years.
ReplyDeleteLooks in good shape too
ReplyDeleteI'll bet that brought back lots of great memories.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you found it!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found the dress, Kay. Thank goodness for fairy godmothers. I would have been wondering off and on about where the dress could be, if that were me. The thought would have been burned in my brain.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a wonderful week!
That dress is obviously precious to you, so I'm glad that fairy godmother was on duty.
ReplyDeleteAwwwww. Save it for sure. I bet KC may want to wear it someday. Linda in Kansas
ReplyDeleteI love that picture of the three of you. And how fortunate that the dress is still alive and well! :-)
ReplyDeletewhat a fun memory, glad you had photos too.
ReplyDeleteI have lost so many precious things in many, many moves. Glad you found your dress.
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