Can we all agree it is exceptionally difficult to pretend to be an adult when the world is on fire?
I’m feeling unsettled. My mind cannot quite process the Amazon driver wearing a facemask, or the dystopian line with 6 feet of space between each person outside Home Depot because they won’t let more than 75 in at a time. The lack of paper products on the grocery store shelves is mind-blowing, and my pizza delivery was left on my porch yesterday.
Social horror aside, I haven’t worn real pants in about three months, and that is not something adults do.
I should be keeping a journal of the events taking place throughout this unprecedented COVID-19 pandemic, because one day, my grandchildren will ask about it, and only one thing will stick out.
“What was it like living through a pandemic, Grandmother?” (For some reason, in my head, my grandchildren are British.)
“Ah yes,” I’ll tell them, looking philosophically into space as I sink my old bones into the memory. “The Age of No Pants.”
As a writer, it is no surprise I am naturally an introvert. I was born for social distancing. I love working my day job from home. I love hanging out with my dog and spending the evenings writing and 100%-ing Breath of the Wild while I drink a couple bottles of wine.
I love not wearing pants.
But I can’t even take myself seriously when I am sitting in a Zoom meeting knowing I am a business mullet. (Professional on the top, party on the bottom.)
The Age of No Pants aside, I think the question our grandchildren will most likely be asking is not about the pandemic itself, but life before the pandemic.
“What was it like before the world changed?”
Kind of the same. Kind of not.
I don’t know what will happen next…but I do know I can feel an imminent shift. We won’t come out of this shiny. We will crawl from it, squinting in new light.
Pantsless.
Unpredictability is the scariest part of this, I think. But we’re not alone. We might be pantsless in our living room with only our cats and dogs and a few empty bottles of cabernet, but we’re not alone.
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SO TRUE! I do wear pants during the day but they’re comfy ones – right now I’m wearing pajama pants and took all my calls today with a nice shirt and bright pink striped bottoms! 🙂
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Yas! And they will never know! 😂
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I am loving your blog! Forget the age of Aquarias…. this is the age of pantlessnes and I’m doing fine!
I’m enjoying pantless life far too much. How will I ever go back 🤯
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Love this. I, too, was made for “sheltering in place.” Other than getting my groceries (including wine) delivered, not much has changed. My dog, on the other hand, would prefer that we actually stop and get out of the car during our weekly Sunday afternoon drives! Someday . . .
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