Lazy pants

We all have lazy pants.

Admit it you do.

Mine just so happen to be red flannel with white music notes on them.
Yes mom they are the pjs you made last year.

Those are my lazy pants.

It happens when you don't have anything to do but sit at home and work on stuff like a resume or getting a job and there's just this waiting period when everyone is going to "get back to you".

Why cant people be efficient and just look over a damn resume and then get back to me like within the week?
That would be nice and courteous.

That's just me and as we all know, I am not everyone.

But the wake up at 8 am because its too damn early even though not even 2 weeks ago it was sleeping in time.
Then go back to sleep until like 10ish.
Were going with ish because sometimes or well all the time, its a bit later.
I wake up and if i'm hungry I might roll my somehow and yet not too surprising growing caboose out of bed and walk to the kitchen.
Get out my waffle maker because really, who doesn't like waffles?
Owen would answer communists to that question.
Make 2-4.
Depending on the day and whether or not I felt like fully embracing my fat kid in gym class mentality.
Usually 4.
Don't judge.
Slather on some peanut butter and butter.
Chill on the couch with my chai until i'm done and then return to my pillowy fortress called my queen size bed with 10 pillows and only 2 that I actually use.
There are 4 tiny throw pillows.
2 massive square pillows.
and 2 regular tempurpedic pillows and 2 more of the same size decorative pillows.
6 are usually on the floor but i'm trying to a adult now so I make my bed.
And then Netflix and the usual errand consume the rest of my day.
If an errand arises I debate on whether or not to take a shower.
I do because I hate and I fear being the smelly kid.
Take a shower put on some haphazard make up and walk out the door.

Yep I live a glamorous life in my lazy pants