I'm pretty sure I haven't left the house since the beginning of March. BW does most of the grocery shopping, and we're quarantined. So, home I have stayed. Which is why I can't figure out how it is that I still never have anything to wear. I mean, really, I could be pantless all day and who would know? Who would care? In fact, I'm pretty sure BW would love it if I stayed pantless all day. Yet every morning when I wake up I stand at the armoire and stare at the contents, my mind totally baffled by what to pick. Then I head into the closet and do the same thing. And for what purpose? Are the dogs going to rate my outfits on a daily basis? Actually that would be really cool if they did. That said, I gotta know, does anyone else have this problem?