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Thursday, May 14, 2026

I Don’t Wear Underwear


Catchy title? I thought so. Actually, it’s the truth. I am retired, and one of the special joys of retirement is that you don’t have to get dressed if you don’t want to. I mean, why bother? If I was going out somewhere, of course I would get dressed, but getting dressed is a pain in the ass if you ask me.

For one thing, it saves time. I can roll out of bed any time I want to and start my writing day. I take lots of breaks, but then, as an elderly person, I sort of need them. Another thing to look forward to in retirement is being able to take naps. So, not getting dressed in the morning just means you don’t have to get undressed for a nap at 2:30 pm. Which is generally when I take a nap if I’m going to take one. I don’t every day, but it is nice to be able to.

Also, I’m fat. Being fat means clothes can be uncomfortable even if they do fit.

Besides, Jane Austen didn't wear drawers. Women didn't in those days. Victor Hugo liked to write in the buff. So did Benjamin Franklin. Earnest Hemingway didn't wear anything at all. 

I’ve been thinking about including a podcast or two somewhere. Many writing platforms, including YouTube, offer support for podcasts or vlogs. So, if it were a video, I’d need to be sure I’m okay from the waist up. Oh, I just had an idea. Don’t they make aprons that have clothes printed on them? Or my other thought was to crochet up something free-form that I could just put over the top of my robe.

It all sounds so silly. I used to get dressed every day I was working. In fact, at the last place I worked (in my retirement), the lady was so strange that she up and frog-marched me home one day because she didn’t like what I was wearing. Thank God I don’t work for her anymore. Another story, but I learned all I ever wanted to know about narcissistic behavior from her.

Now, was I being snide to mention an unpleasant person here? I think not. We can learn great things from everything we do. I even wrote an article on Substack about what I learned from playing solitaire. You can see it here. Do me a favor: if you do go over there, read my story and subscribe. Right now, everything is free, though you could, if you wanted to, cough up something small either as a one-time thing or a monthly donation, which I would appreciate. Who knows when Social Security is going to give up the ghost, and I’ll need to go out, get dressed, and find a job.

Actually, I had a brother who, as a teenager, stopped wearing underwear. He told me that when something got caught up in his zipper, he decided that wasn’t the best idea after all. Not sure what got caught. He never did tell me. I was laughing so hard, he likely couldn’t get another word in.

Michael is on my mind this morning. He featured in the Solitaire article, too.

Thanks for reading. If you are a writer, go write something today.

🌺 Pauline Evanosky

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