I'm Crazy Comfortable Right Now!

I made a purchase recently of lounge pants (sweat pants without the elastic). These are hands down "the most comfortable pants in the world" (to be sung to the tune of "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year" in true Bing Crosby fashion). Now, I don't know if y'all are like me, but when I make a discovery like this, it makes a huge impact. On my comfort level. On my happiness. On my particular brand of crazy. So, thinking that these pants would eventually have to go into the washing machine and then I'd be without the most comfortable pants in the world for at least a few hours, I decided to purchase another pair. Off to Target I ran. While at Target, however, I realized that these pants would, over time, wear out. It's not that I'm hard on pants; I'm really not. But it will happen over time. And I think it's safe to say that we all know that when they do wear out, Target will no longer be carrying them. So, we can all guess what I did. That's right, I bought several (I will not write the actual number out of fear that one of you will turn me in for a full psychiatric evaluation and quite frankly with my schedule right now, I don't have the time). Two are now in wearing rotation. The others are waiting patiently in the closet for their day.