I generally don't care if I have cat hair on me. (Maybe I just got too spoiled when I had a Devon Rex.)
But since my boss brings his dog to work, I'll often come home with dog hair all over my pants, so I figure everything balances out anyway.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I generally don't care if I have cat hair on me. (Maybe I just got too spoiled when I had a Devon Rex.)
But since my boss brings his dog to work, I'll often come home with dog hair all over my pants, so I figure everything balances out anyway.
The feminists have continued their campaign against marriage through Joe Biden's favorite legislation, the Violence Against Women Act, which provides a billion dollars a year to feminist centers to promote divorce and oppose reconciliation.
Jesus. What color is the sky where she lives?
I also change out of work clothes, for the comfort (I love tights, but after 10 hours, my leg hair gets sore), and dry-clean only cleanliness (snot-nosed kids) factors. Also in winter I keep it colder in the house than work, so I would be cold in some work outfits.
I mean, if I post something she wrote, the reaction will be laughter, not outrage, right?
Yes. Or, at least eye-rolling.
When I worked in business attire (suits everyday), I changed when I got home to save on dry cleaning. I didn't do it AS much when I went to business casual. The past few places I've worked have had the dress code of "cover your bits", so I don't change much since my work clothes are jeans and sweaters (or capris and t-shirts).
However, all the talk of fleece Indoor Pants has my thinking about making some for myself. They can't be all THAT hard, can they?
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Three HUNDRED posts later, and you're still talking about INSIDE PANTS??!!?!?!!!INTERROBANG???!!?!?!
I stay in my work clothes only if I'm expecting to see someone outside my immediate family in between getting home and bedtime.
Three hundred and eleven, now.
I'm trying really hard to resist going to Target after class to buy the skull inside pants.
Now that I have roommates I've been forced to develop an inside wardrobe.
So far, it is t-shirts and shorts. Sometimes when I'm feeling sassy I get my Jilli on and wear the bloomers I made for Halloween with a band shirt (specifically, Brine & Bastards. might as well go for it and wear the striped pirate gear).
I need to buy a robe because wearing a bathtowel between my bedroom and my bathroom in the morning isn't fooling anyone -- since I shower at night. Roommates have not changed my naked sleeping ways. Only REALLY cold weather does and that's when I break out the granny gown. The match.com commercial guy would find me very feast or famine.
No slippers, no socks, no shoes. They all suck.
I have steam heat -- "as nakey as possible" is perfectly reasonable.
Thanks for all the kind thoughts yesterday, y'all.
And Beverly, I want to convey my condolences to you - completely forgot to when I was all tunnel-visioned on my family yesterday morning.