With the onset of frigid temperatures and freezing rain yesterday, it was time for a Grand Coat Closet Cleanout.
It was a rather puzzling event, as we turned up pair after pair of gloves that had either been given up for lost or completely forgotten.
Two pairs of leather “dress coat” gloves, which I had replaced last year with a third pair when these went missing. The pair on the right is now in the mail to Oldest, who lost one of her black leather gloves at Midway when she arrived in Chicago earlier in the week.
Perfectly good men’s leather “dress coat” gloves, belonging to the boy. He found them with his winter clothes he was getting out of storage to take back to college with him. We know not why he already had a another pair in his coat pocket, which he likes better than these. This pair is now in the pile of items to go to the charity shop, along with a number of hats, scarves, and balaclavas that we can’t possibly get around to ever needing.
A casual pair I like to wear when out walking. I never once wore them last year because I was never able to find them. Instead I wore one of these when exercising outdoors:
Middle accuses me of having “muppet hands” when I wear the pink fuzzy ones, so I’m glad to have the casual greys back.
And a pair of “work gloves,” which The Husband unearthed and handed over to the boy, who spent a few hours in the cold garage yesterday, working on the engine of his Jeep.
It seems obvious that this household is a Twilight Zone for hand-warming garments. If you, yourself are missing any winter gloves, I suggest you comment below. Chance are they are hiding someplace in this vicinity.