It started in college. One summer a friend at I got an apartment. Every day after work she would change into “comfy clothes” as soon as she got home. She acted like this was normal, but it seemed to odd to me. After all, it’s not like she wore suits to work. But by the end of the summer, I was doing it too. It felt great to wear something stretchy and comfy instead of jeans or whatever. I was hooked.
More than a dozen years later, I still do that. The difference is, since I’m not working now, and I don’t feel well enough to be out all day every day, I spend a lot of time at home. That time at home means lots of time in comfy clothes. Sure, I could get formally dressed in the morning, but if I’m not going to leave the house, then why bother? In the summer, I’d rather get my “house clothes” sweaty instead of my “going out” clothes. When I cook, I’d rather spill on house clothes than going out clothes. I don’t have to own as many going out clothes if I’m mostly staying in, and when I’m in I don’t mind wearing the same thing over and over (as long as it’s clean.) And mostly, I just want to be as comfortable as I can be.
Last winter I didn’t have a ton of pants options for around the house, but this year I have fewer (one pair doesn’t fit, another has holes, etc.) I did ok by wearing my fleece pajama pants around the house for the last two months. They’re warm and so comfortable. That worked because I slept naked, so I wasn’t wearing the same pants all day long. But then it started getting colder, and I needed to sleep in my pajamas – can you imagine? Suddenly, I didn’t have much to wear around the house.
A couple weeks ago I was at a store buying something I really needed. Yoga pants had been on my mind for a while. Everyone swears by their comfort. I had tried a pair on recently and loved them, but felt I didn’t need them and couldn’t justify the expense of the purchase. Of course, that’s when I was still wearing my pajama pants during the day. So while I was in that store, I tried on a bunch of them, and WOW! I bought two pairs and I’m wearing one right now. They could even pass for going out pants if need be. That means that if I just need to run a quick errand, I won’t feel like I have to change, then change back in 1/2 hour. I can just stay in them. Most of all, they’re just so comfortable. They aren’t tight on my tummy, something that really bothers me both physically and emotionally because of years of physical discomfort there. They keep me warm. They were inexpensive (under $20 each.) They aren’t too tight around my legs and I don’t feel the material pull as I bend my knees, something which can bother me in jeans. And since they’re meant for yoga, I can comfortable wear them when I do my physical therapy exercises.
I’m not trying to tell a style of pants. I’m trying to sell the idea that when we’re dealing with physical discomfort on a regular basis, we deserve to be as comfortable as we can be, as much of the time as possible. That’s what I love so much about these pants, the comfort. We all need to find that comfort. For some that will be a certain style of pants. For others it will be blue-light filtering sunglasses. For others it will be just the right shoes. Hell, I could have just as easily written this about my new-found enjoyment of wearing a bra less often. But I guess that’s a story for another day.