Inordinate Pajama Wearing Time

We had a snow day today, again. I did not go to work, again. I did not get dressed, again.

Welcome to Inordinate Pajama Wearing Time. I spend my snow days reading, on the computer, snuggling with the cats, watching TV or Netflix, and napping, each of which can be expertly executed while in pajamas, especially the napping.

The pajama pants I favor are a drawstringed soft, fleecy purple with white polka dots. They match almost nothing I own except for the lavender fleecy top they came with, which I rarely wear. I choose instead random T-shirts and a navy blue zip-up hoodie. I bottom off with black fur-lined fleecy booties to complete this Inordinate Pajama Wearing Time fashion moment.

Because of the number of snow days this year, and the plethora of frigid temperature days, I have taken to replicating Inordinate Pajama Wearing Time on days other than snow days. When I do work, it seems that the moment I return home I greet each cat by name giving each one a solid, then walk directly to wherever I last left my pajama pants. There I transform, venturing back into Inordinate Pajama Wearing Time Zen mode and there I remain until it is time for bed. There is an entire wardrobe going to waste but I don't envision a change soon.

If the forecast manifests as described, and school is cancelled tomorrow followed by another storm Saturday, I could manage an epic (or epidemic?) run of Inordinate Pajama Wearing Time lasting five days. I'm ready.