With a predicted high of 96 degrees in the land of the vices today, why am I wearing 7 year old pair of repeatedly mended jeans?
Because I freakin’ CAN.
Why am I not unbuttoning the top button when I sit, even though it would make them more comfortable ?
Because I’m freakin’ stubborn.
Ha! I love it. You make me laugh. “Because I freakin’ can!” I love it!
I’d be the same way.
Isn’t that why the old jeans live on a shelf in the closet? For days like this?