Wearing Robes

So how do you gals manage those flowing garments you wear? Here I am, with a fleece draped round my shoulders- and everywhere I go I'm pursued by the clatter of ornaments and the slithering to the floor of books and papers. Why, yesterday I got so tired of picking up a certain set of papers-  they were lying on top of a pile of magazines that is balanced on top of the magazine rack because- well- every other surface is occupied-  that I finally snapped and tidied them away out of sight.   I used to know where I ended and the environment began, but now my contours are all wafty and I don't.