More Ebay Finds, Less Leaving the House
Well, I’ve done it again. I placed another Ebay order. This time, I checked the measurements carefully and found a pair of jeans that not only measure 38 inches in the waist, they also have a ridiculously short inseam of 27 inches which is perfect for me. They should give me that quintessential “break” over the top of my boots when worn low on my hips the way I like. They should also work well with my sneakers and not cause any treading on the backs of the hems. The tag on them says they’re a 40 waist, but good Ebay sellers always give the true measurements of jeans to make it easier to find the right fit. In addition to these latest Levi’s 501 men’s jeans, I ordered a pair of pants. I went for the same brand as my grey men’s pants, GEORGE, but in a slightly different style. They’re still a 38 waist, but have a slightly longer inseam of 32 inches (I’ll have to hem them a bit). I even checked the leg opening measurement to make sure they were a similar fit. They’re black and look more like true suit pants than my grey ones. They have that inner clasp and inside button instead of a simple outer button closure. And the material looks shinier and more slippery than a basic chino fabric. Oh, and they’re new with tags! Gotta love Ebay. If all goes well, I’ll be back up to 3 pairs of pants: my grey GEORGE ones, these black ones, and these new 38-waist jeans. This means I don’t have to rely on my black skinny jeans as my third pair of pants on our upcoming trip to Germany, or as my “formal wear” pants. I can wear the black dress pants with my silky black blouse and heels to Matt’s opening night.
In my last blog, I was toying with the idea of adding some lighter color to my wardrobe, and had my eye on some Everlane items. I ended up taking the plunge and placing an order, making sure I can return it all for free if I need to (shipping was free, too). I ordered the Air Oversized Crew Tee in XL in faded pink, hoping it works out better than the Cotton Box-Cut Pocket Tee I rejected in the past. And then I really went rogue: I ordered the Japanese Oxford Square Shirt in 3 sizes so I can try to figure out what fits. I ended up going with the white one since they had more sizes in stock. I got an 8, a 10, and a 12, taking the advice from the reviews and sizing down. It could be a total wash, but those darned promotional credits ($25) really draw you in.
In other news, I didn’t leave the house for 7 days. But not for any mental health reasons; this time I just got an awful cold and was in bed all day. The first 5 days weren’t bad- I was so sick that I could barely stand up so it never even occurred to me to go anywhere or do anything. I’d been having a hard time sleeping, too, so I was too tired to even make it out to the couch. And then, of course, Matt got sick and joined me in my misery. We both went to the doctor today and finally got some antibiotics, so we should be on the mend now. But the hardest thing about it for me was not exercising. I know, who am I? I hate exercise. I dread it every morning when I wake up. I live for that one rest day on Saturday when I don’t have to drag myself through it. But taking a full 7 days off was really difficult psychologically. We’ve been exercising 6 days a week religiously ever since January 2nd of this year. Sometimes it takes me all day to make my way onto the treadmill, but I consider it a non-negotiable requirement. I allow myself no excuses, unless it’s a simple shifting around of our rest day. But even that feels risky. We exercised throughout our Berlin trip, through medication changes, through dental surgery and menstrual cramps. So when I realized exercise was simply not an option being so sick, I decided that I was allowed exactly one week off. It sounded precise and reasonable. One week off a year sounds like something even the healthiest people do. But today, day 8 of my illness, we returned to our schedule as though we’d never left it. We went to the gym, cranked out back day, and went to our respective doctor’s appointments. And it wasn’t terrible. If anything, it was a relief to be back to normal. It’s good to get out of the house.