Last night as pulled on my pj pants I heard the telltale sounds of disintegrating elastic and thought, ‘Why can’t they just make things that last?’
Then I realized that probably it was because I’d worn these when I was pregnant. Huh, baby girl is 8.
Oh. wait. I wore them when I was pregnant with CJ. He’s 13.
Well, I hate to get rid of something comfortable though. I mean I’ve had them a long time at least… when did I get them?
Umm… Mom gave them to me when I was a freshman in high school so…. oh, crap, no wonder they’re falling apart – I’ve had these pants for more years than my age when I received them.
So now I must say goodbye to my comfy pants that I’ve had longer than anything else I still own… oh, wait, I still have my record payer.
Aren’t you glad you don’t get trapped in my head more often?
I get attached to comfy pants.
Comfy shoes die young.
Comfy bras fall apart.
Comfy shirts end up stained.
But comfy pants seem to stand the test of time.
It’s terrible when something like that leave… & I just realized that CJ will be 14 this week! OOOOHHHHH NNNOOOO!
LMAO…hmmm I think you got your money’s worth with those pjs. But I so get it, especially when it is something that is so comfy!!!
I simply think it’s amazing that those pjs hadn’t already disintegrated over the years. Not that I’m going to say that was a long time ago… but Gina!! I know it’s more than 14 years ago!
I recently had to throw out two tshirts that I used for casual/at home/sleepwear. They were literally covered in huge holes. One of them was one of the last maternity shirts that I wore during both my pregnancies 11 and 10 years ago! I’m right there with you, girl!