Old Jeans

My favorite jeans

I am sad this morning as I pulled my favorite jeans out of the dryer, they are history. They are so threadbare I really can't even wear them one more time. I suppose I should go on the "great jeans hunt". It is hard though to find "favorite jeans". I don't think you can go shopping for them, they just sorta become. I think favorite jeans are a lot like favorite friends, they evolve over time. They become more comfortable, the more you wear them, the better they are. They forgive you, what's a pound or two up or down, they love you when you dress them up or pull on your favorite old race shirt with them. They don't mind when you wipe your hands on them, clean the house in them or wear them out to dinner. I didn't go searching for this pair of jeans, there they were in a stack of jeans at Costco, they said, "Hey I think I'll fit you, take me home and try me out." They are far more precious than my expensive jeans hanging in the closet, rarely worn. I suppose I should have appreciated them more, maybe not put them in the dryer time after time. I looked through my closet for the next "favorite" pair. They aren't there, maybe they are, they will just have to evolve.