I've finally figured something out.
To get personal and intimate for a moment if I may, the inseam of my pants is 32 and has been for a long time.
A few weeks ago, I bought some new pants. As you can surely tell, mine is a life lived at breakneck speeds.
I bought 2 different pairs of pants. They were of 2 styles, 2 manufacturers, and no doubt, 2 different kids worked on them.
Being an off the rack kind of guy, I never try anything on at the store. Once home, I decided to try and figure out which hat would go best and so I slipped a pair on.
I noticed shortly after tripping that the length on these babies seemed overly long. Strange. The tag has my usual coordinates printed right there.
I decide it's an aberration. One of the kids was distracted while sewing that day.
The next pair, the same thing. Plus none of the hats were working for me either.
Could I be shrinking? When was the last time I bought pants? I can't remember. Nor can I remember ever hearing that your leg length is the first to go.
Recognizing in myself an element of laziness, I am not schlepping back to the store. I'm keeping them. They're not that long.
This leads me to the learning.
Like most humans, I hate change. As I continue to shrink and refuse to reevaluate my leg length, I will keep buying the same size and keep hiking my pants up to the point that I turn into one of those old men who has a belt just below his chest.
I could never figure out why this whole man pants thing existed. Now I know and I'm a more accepting person.
Today I think I'll shop for a nice comfy walking shoe.
Happy New Year. Or is it?
15 hours ago