Jim-Jams and Thick Socks
I was drinking coffee in bed this morning, watching the angle of light that seemed unfamiliar for the hour (thank you, daylight savings time, for confusing the heck out of my brain) when I took a moment to glance at my chest of drawers. For the first time, I noticed that I reserve my largest dresser drawer for...jim-jams.
Oh, my. What does that say about me? I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to use the biggest drawer for pajamas.
I wonder if this is related to the sock drawer issue. You see, I have two sock drawers. One is filled with respectable black and indigo socks, with conservative ribbing or monochromatic designs. The other contains thick, cushy, colorful socks that I can't wear out of the house mostly because my feet wouldn't fit into my shoes if I did.
I almost never wear the wacky-cozy socks with jeans. No, those obviously go with jim-jams. Or stretch pants, which are really jim-jams that you can answer the door with.
What I think is funny is that I was surprised to realize I am such a connoisseur of comfort. I mean, I was drinking coffee in bed. It's not like this is a news flash!
May your jim-jam drawer be the biggest drawer of all!
P.S. This is an illicit entry. My hand is in a lot of pain from a shoulder problem, so I'm not supposed to be typing. They'll make me put this arm over my head tomorrow for the biopsy and that's going to make it worse so...okay, I'm stopping the typing now. Honest.
P.P.S. At this rate, I'm going to have to create a topic for jim-jams, because I keep writing about them again and again. Okay, I'm stepping away from the computer!
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