Tragically, one of my favorite jammie pants has sprouted a hole. More accurately, a hole has worn in. And since they were fine, albeit threadbare in spots, last night, and today they are ready for church (holy, get it?) I blame my nighttime coughing.
For last night's episode of coughing was spectacular in the thrashing and the tossing and the turning.
The pants couldn't hold together through that tribulation.
I thought I might patch it up, but sadly, that spot is super weak and slightly see through. It actually might be past time to retire these beloved pj's.
I know one thing I'll be asking Santa for!
How's your bucket?? Is it okay??
ReplyDeleteThankfully, the buckets okay. I can still mop the floors, but not in my favorite jammie pants!
DeleteRIP beloved pj's if it was a pair if mine tears would be shed
ReplyDeleteThere were tears. Sadly! These were my favorites.
Delete:( RIP pj's! I love my pj's, they're so comfy, I'd be so gutted if they ripped!
ReplyDeleteHope you feel better soon!