problem solved

"Hey," said my husband as I tried on the suit to make sure the alterations had nipped and tucked it where they were supposed to. "That suit looks nice."

"I need to get it cleaned," I told him.

"Why?"

"Because it's been in the closet for so long."

"But it's not dirty."

"It's wrinkled. Maybe I just need to get it pressed."

"Where is it wrinkled?"

"Umm..." I looked in the mirror. It really didn't look that bad. The pants draped nicely, the cuffs and pleats were still there, and the jacket lay smooth. "The collar points are uneven."

"Can't you just fix that in five minutes with an iron?"

"I don't know how to iron something with shoulder pads," I confessed.

Still, I decided to wear the suit today. At the very least I could run up to the cleaners on Post and get the collar points fixed this afternoon after Edie. I stuffed my yoga pants into the pullman bag, figuring that if the suit pants got mussed on the train or in class, I could always quickly change and drop them off for pressing at the same time. And I might still have time for the manicure.

But the pearls are still in my makeup bag. They can wait until after class.

thus spake /jca @ March 27, 2003 10:38 AM