I believe you’ll know if it’s true love or not if you find yourself thinking all day about getting home to that special someone.
And I may have found true love.
I bought these sweatpants from Kmart on Friday, September 6th. And they have taken over my world. All day at work, all I can think about is getting home to these pants, snuggling on the couch, and sharing an intimate evening. I yearn to get them between the sheets, snuggle up, and coast off to dreamland together. Even when I’m out with other boys, I catch myself wishing I was home, with my sweatpants.
I’m even a little bit worried that my new sweatpants may be holding me back from fully living my life. What if it turns out that I love my new sweatpants so much that I stop going out altogether because I’d rather be home in my sweatpants?
It’s the cliche New York relationship: meet in the summer, have fun all autumn, and be so settled by winter that all you do is sit around the apartment ordering from GrubHub and binge-watching Netflix. Comfort is great and all, but that might just be getting too comfortable for me to be comfortable with that.
I have a Pants Problem.