My Revolution

Yesterday afternoon someone came to my house without giving me much notice. And I'm totally okay with that as long as they are totally okay with stepping onto carpet that crunches from cracker crumbs. If not, a 15 minutes notice will be sufficient for me to have vacuumed carpet and even brushed teeth. After they came in I habitually apologized for my attire and the attire (or lack of) of my children. I was dressed in my pj's and it was 2 in the afternoon. I could have excused it for the fact that I was sick, and the girls were sick, or I was cleaning, or exercising, or my clothes were in the dryer. But to be honest they could have come over on any other afternoon and 75% of the time I'd be sporting baggy bball shorts and someone's old high school shirt. I despise wearing jeans at home. So after apologizing and then commiserating in our mutual pajama problem I decided, "Actually we really need another name for pj's so we'll all stop feeling so bad about wearing them all day. Really they should be called housewear."

(As I'm typing this a red line appeared under the word to point out that housewear is not in fact a real word and if it was it needs to be hyphenated.)

Forget it red line. I'm done with apologizing or coming up with excuses for still being in my pajamas. From now on in the Vasher Household housewear will be a commonly used word.

housewear
noun [hous·wâr]
1. loose-fitting, casual clothing primarily worn at home during anytime or activity; garb sometimes worn outside the home while driving, exercising, or around informal business establishments.

can be confused: pajamas, jammies, pj's, sleepwear

example in sentence:
Liesel was dressed in her housewear when her hot husband greeted her at the end of the day with a long kiss.



Later that day I was skyping with my sisters who started ridiculing me for still being in my pj's. I said, "It's not called pajamas. I'm wearing my housewear. I'm starting a revolution. "

So embrace it world.

That is if some other badly dressed person somewhere on the planet hasn't thought of it first...

 Child watching before we were married. Evidence I'd be an awesome mom. Wearing my favorite housewear shirt. 

 Wearing Nathan's shirt. Very acceptable housewear attire. 

 Housewear makes reading books, eating chocolate, and drinking chocolate milk so much more comfortable. 

 Housewear worn at its best during a long road trip.

Nylons are not a standard housewear garment item. But you can start your own revolution.