An Open Letter to My Quarantine Sweatpants
You're there on those chilly mornings to keep me toasty, while always providing great comfort. You never judge me, when I drip ice cream on you while eating out of the carton while standing in front of the freezer.
You're always flexible, offering extra room which is coming in handy this past week as I have been snacking quite a bit. What? Seven cookies is a normal serving size.
Now, with everything going on, you've been working around the clock with no sign of stopping anytime soon. I know you're faded, with a tear or two, but be strong and we'll make it through this together.
Also, I would like to apologize for the bleach splatters on your left leg, I shouldn't have cleaned the tub why wearing you.
Stay strong buddy!