Still blushing after a day in clown pants... It all started when the next smaller size fit well at 1 am and went downhill from there,,, The fabric does not stretch. The shoe heels do not lose elevation. By midday, the pants were dragging the ground, and I was doing all sorts of gyrations to avoid tripping over them... absurd! ( had belts, higher heels, and other pants at home. I chose not to buy more.) The interesting part of the day was gleaning bits and pieces of the ever-changing landscape of mil's aging process. Fortunately, she does well overall and has a great deal of common sense. The other little things that happen simply inspire a raised eyebrow or provide a little pop of color.
Today is for the usual suspects: sort, clean, workout, and get rid of stuff. Yawn.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)