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The latest thing my latex allergy has reduced me to is making my own underwear.

I used to have a supplier, but though their website is still active the style I buy has been out of stock for about two years, so I've given up hope.

With the demise of that supplier, I'm left with three options. Buy the hippie, all-cotton, we-sell-yoga-supplies-too underwear that I've bought before and know doesn't fit; pay $9 a pair for the Barely There style I've also bought before and know is too thin; or make my own.

Frugality, practicality, and distaste for hippies led me to Option 3.

So I've been making a lot of underwear. Each type of elastic works differently, so I've been trying to get the lengths just right. To that end I spent around four hours this weekend ripping elastic off garments to put it back on again. So far I've made pairs too big, too small, and a few that are just right. Hopefully I can soon hit the Goldilocks every time.

But since that's what I've been doing, it's made it uncomfortable to answer all those "So what are you doing on your weekend?" questions. You want to watch the Super Bowl? No, I want to go home and make underwear.

Yes, the most annoying part of my latex allergy is the social awkwardness.