
It's happened, people, the game is over. Jack's war on cashmere is officially "mission accomplished." Tonight, he finished off my last cashmere piece of clothing. Apparently, my cute pink hat fell victim while I was doing the dishes and he was, well, bored, I guess. In short, I'm cashmere free. Somewhere in my ideal minimalist lifestyle, I should be excited to be freed of my cashmere addiction. The truth is, however, I already miss the hat, and I haven't even had an occasion to miss wearing it yet. I'm back to my favorite fleece hat for the morning walk - unless he decides to move onto that in his next unattended moment.
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