Days of the Week panties were the coolest kind of underwear I ever owned. It annoyed me that I never remembered to put on the right Day of the Week in the morning before school. I liked the idea of my school days and underwear matching neatly. My mother probably never found it important, but I think when I have a daughter I’ll buy her Days of the Week panties and make sure she wears Monday on Monday, so she can consult with her underwear in case she ever forgets what day it is. I think if I owned those now, I would wear them in order. I don’t remember when I developed my craze for order and organization, but I’m not always sure it’s entirely healthy.
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