I guess I’m still in an Andrew Christian state of mind from wearing them all last week. I opened the drawer this morning and these were on top, so who am I to argue with my underwear drawer? =) It’s a Monday and I hadn’t set the alarm. I arrived at JFK last night at about 1020 and was home by 1130 – not bad for an international arrival. I was exhausted though, and very glad that I had done the blog post earlier from Heathrow. I unpacked the necessities, made the tea and climbed into bed for a nice sleep. I didn’t bother to set the alarm, but was up at 8 and decided to head on into the office, figuring I would stay as long as I lasted. I was on my way out the door around 4, at the gym for a workout and then did a bit of grocery shopping as all I had left in the fridge was half and half for the coffee and water…dinner’s made, I’m getting groggy and typing up this blog post dear reader. I was really good (or bad, depending on how you assess the situation) and didn’t buy any undies this trip to London. Nothing really jumped out at me. I’m either really good at exerting self control or there’s not much left new in the underwear world for me. Either way – no new undies from London – now there’s a first!