Day 28: Tshirt revolution

Ok, so almost everything we've given away thus far has come from a "we" of three: Cole, Jack and me. Alan has thus far not donated much to the Impedimenta cause; his belongings are intact. Until now. I just counted his tee shirts and the man has 68, not counting the ones in the laundry and a whole sub-wardrobe of at least a dozen more in his collection of fine Minnesota Vikings attire.

I have mentioned before that he might want to give some of these away, or at least donate the ones with the biggest holes to our rag bag. His argument is always that he wears them -- which is patently absurd, he wears about 10 regularly, a few others rarely and the vast majority never at all -- or that he might need to paint something, so he'd better have a few old tshirts on hand. By today's count he could paint for two straight months and never have to worry about what to wear each day.

My plan is to decimate the herd, taking one of every ten shirts. That's 6.8, which I'm rounding up to 7. Then we'll see if he notices. I do intend to tell him, but I just want to be able to say, you didn't even notice they were gone.

Watch this space.