It’s Friday today. This is the Yukon and fashion isn’t most people’s biggest concern. Many people wear jeans to work regularly, but I try to limit it to Fridays, just for the principle of it.
The sad thing is, my lovely maternity jeans, which I wore happily throughout Jade’s pregnancy, are no longer comfy. Yes, my beloved mat jeans have joined the ranks of the Grumpy Pants. Nugget is so low that the only pants that are comfortable now are the ones with the huge over-the-belly stretch panel that can be folded down… the kind of pants that usually fall down when you walk.
I have two pairs of dress pants in that style, and I wear a Bella Band to keep them up, but it’s still not comfortable. (Maybe I need to get a bigger Bella Band…) The only thing that is really comfortable are my Sportees yoga pants. They’re what I change into when I come home from work and what I live in all weekend. I miss them when I have to wash them, and they usually go straight from the dryer back onto my body — no languishing for weeks in the laundry pile for these babies.
They’re pretty new, so they’re still a nice dark black. And so I have worn them to work today.
I KNOW! I can’t believe I’m wearing what are essentially sweats to work. But I’m pretending I’m not. I’m wearing a nice top with a chunky necklace, along with black socks and dressy-ish shoes. And given that we are in the Yukon, I don’t think anyone has noticed that I’m in yoga pants. Or cares.
But you know what? I was WAY more productive this morning than I have been in weeks. Apparently, ability to breathe comfortably = ability to concentrate on work. Hunh. Another lesson for the Grumpy Pants files. Maybe I really should go shopping…
