I spent the entire day in my pajamas. Not because I was sick, although I do still have a lingering cough. And not because I was hung over, but someone needs to remind me not to accept drinks from friends at karaoke. And it wasn’t because it was cold and rainy all day, although, let’s face it, that’s reason enough all by itself. No, I wore my pajamas all day because I have henceforth decreed every Wednesday to be pajama day.
And I’m a smart girl, I know you’re thinking about how nice it would be to wear your PJs all day. And what better day than Wednesday for pajama day, right?
Right. Especially when you’re hung over from Tuesday night.
I seriously should have passed on the whiskey shot I was offered last night. Really. It was the last straw for an already wobbly camel. And I’m pretty sure the creepy dreams I had all night long should have been punishment enough, but no, I woke up with a wicked headache too. And my husband had zero sympathy for me after all the times I’ve made fun of him for overindulging. The good news is, I’ve learned my lesson. And created a new day of fun while I was at it. It’s a win win if you think about it.
So, pajama day it is. Are you in?
Until the next time…I’ll be spending the rest of my Wednesday in jammies.