Today is June 3 and I'm wearing flannel pajamas.
Part of it is my fault as I refuse to turn the heat on in the house in June, previously known as a summer month in this hemisphere. I don't care if it IS going to be in the 40s tonight--it's the principle of the thing. (If Andy does end up with pneumonia over this, I'm sure he'll be glad that I stuck to my principles)
Quite unreasonably (I think), flannel pajamas are rather frowned upon at work, and I actually don't own WARM summer clothes, so I'm having a little trouble dressing myself these days. If I wear something "seasonally" appropriate, I freeze all day, and the remotely warm clothes that did NOT get packed away for winter look drab & out of place for "spring." I realize this is completely a female issue, but I actually don't have a single thing to wear. This coming from a woman with an overflowing walk-in closet.
Before starting the spending ban, I actually made a list of things we needed. I failed to guess that "summer woolies" would be required. And sadly, I just can't knit that fast.
How about a national Pajama Day????
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