We have come to the end of an era. I am so sad to realize that my favorite pair of pajama bottoms have seen better days, and I'm going to have to think about replacing them. I wear my cottom pajama bottoms and a nice big sloppy T-shirt to sleep in. Romantic, uh? Well, in all fairness to me, he wears a CPAP mask which isn't too sexy either! But back to the pajamas. I think I have worn them for ten years. They have probably been washed three times a week for ten years. But, they have developed a problem. Oh, they are still a lovely baby blue and white striped cotton with long wide legs. They probably have another ten years of comfort in them, except for one thing. The casing where the drawstring top is located has rotted out. Yup. Just plain rotted.
I guess I'll have to go shopping for some nice soft cotton fabric and get my Big brother out to whip up another pair. Or two. Maybe I'd get more years out of them if I had two pair?