Blue Jean Bandito

Last week was rough. I think that 9/11 post was more of me processing "what am I doing with my life" than anything else. That was me in work-a-holic mode -- and I need to get away from that if I can.

I was doing better previously- doing 30 min of cardio every other day - seeing my husband more days than not...

And I need to get back there.

Saturday (Yesterday) I slept until 5 pm.

And today I am going to work.

Yesterday I had to go up to the lab to start an overnight culture for me to work with today...

It was 830 pm- I didn't think any of the girls I work with would be there- so I just wore the clothes I had on-

There was a girl there.

And she said to me: "Fermi, I don't think I've ever seen you wear blue jeans before."

The truth is - it has been 9 or 9.5 years since I've worn denim.

I got 2 pairs of jeans about 2 weeks ago- and I like them.

But since I haven't owned or wore any for so long - I just know there will be comments.

And avoiding comments has been one of my previous goals.

But I am thinking of wearing them on Tuesday.

Because I like them.

And I have to wear pants on Tuesday because I teach.

So I might say fuck it to the comments- and just break them in.