Get out of your pajamas

Oh, the pajama pants. They’re so comfy. So cozy. They’re great for sick days and not-so-stellar mornings that drag into afternoons.

Pajama pants are a great invention, I agree. They have an indisputable utility in our lives, and we love them. They make us feel good. And, more importantly, when we don’t feel good and we want to wallow around in that feeling, pajama pants assure us: “hey, that’s okay.”

Pajama pants validate our need to feel lazy. They permit – even encourage – us to indulge in absolute leisure. Whenever we get a hankering for a good zone-out, all we have to do is leave our pajama pants on all day.

Take them off. Put real pants on. And leave your apartment.

I’m not saying that you have to toss them out. You can keep your pajama pants. They have a function in our lives, and that’s okay. All I’m suggesting is that, when you get an itch to do something other than lounge on the futon with a bag of chips, get out of your pajamas. 

[And yes, it's a metaphor.]