for the past 4 weeks I haven't gotten dressed on Sunday. I have a blue terrycloth bathrobe that I wear all day. People seem to associate my bathrobe with morning attire, because even when I come into the room at 5 in the evening, they say "good morning!" maybe they just assume I've been in bed all day. Which isn't that far off from reality. Today I woke up at 11, stayed in bed in a comatose state till 2, came down stairs and ate lunch. returned to my bedroom to do some homework. I again slipped into coma, staring at the ceiling for an hour. I have been sitting with a take home final sitting in front of me and have yet to write a single answer.
what a day....
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Pfff, lately when I change clothes in the morning I'm simply changing into a different set of "lounge wear." Drives me nuts when people greet me, "Good morning! Just wake up?" I suppose I could put on "real" clothes, but pjs are so much more comfortable and require so much less care in laundering.
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