mismatched comfort

as soon as i return home for the evening i promptly change into my most comfortable clothes. which lately has been this owl sleep shirt, argyle socks, and monkey slippers. this ensemble means i do not plan on leaving the house again that night, nor will i strive to do much more with my evening than browse pinterest, empty my dvr, or read my new book. it means "world, that's all i got for ya. i'm calling it quits."

this is my drug of choice, mismatched comfort.

he stopped by tonight just as i had donned my irresistible get up.
m: "i did NOT just change into my sleep clothes."
b: ::laughs & hugs:: "it's okay, you look pretty."
m: feeling only slightly embarrassed because i didn't think he would be home before his shift ended. "i know 8pm is early to get ready for bed."
b: ::laughs again:: "i wouldn't care if it was your 6:15pm outfit."
m: ::hugs & smiles galore::

i am he is so lucky.