doubt over one's clothes malodorous aspect (in proportion to inability to smell ourselves as others do or to in-frequent laundromat visits); losing count of a garment's wearings.
B: can you do me a favor, does this sweaterreek, third wearing, but it's my favorite....
G: ah, laundry math anxiety, i get it... but i wouldn't wear that again.
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.