Jeans

Great weekend visiting Emilia and her family. Too short of course, but the upside is that we get a second girls weekend memorial day when she’ll be in Boston visiting her sister. It was great just to be able to hang out and chill. There was a bbq Saturday night with lots of kids and before I knew it the weekend had flown by. I was on my way home and was in a desperate need of a bathroom break. Who knew the pee dance would result in new jeans that fit perfectly! I happened to get off at the Lee exit, which I quickly recognized was where the outlet mall was that I had been several years ago. But wasn’t driving so hadn’t bookmarked where it was exactly. Long story short, after a quick pit stop and before the stores closed for the night, I found a pair of Michael Kors jeans that just fit like a glove. Not too tight. No need for a belt because of the butt sag. Just perfect. And on sale too! I have them on as I write. I had pretty much given up finding a pair. I’ve gone to a billion stores and no luck. When you’re looking is when it refuses to be found.

I hadn’t realized how not-having-a-pair-of-jeans-that-fit-well was effecting me. It was like when I didn’t have a bed. I had a mattress on the floor, but no frame or boxspring. It all works and is better than sleeping on the floor (or going jeanless), but having the right fit works miracles. Be it a proper fitting pair of jeans, or a bed at the right height where it’s not an exercise just getting out of bed. It makes me appreciate the little things that make life easier. So no more unbuttoning the jeans to sit down, or having to slap a belt on that creates a rash on my hip from rubbing. I’m sitting pretty now. Hallelujah jeans are found!