Dear Default Work Pants (a.k.a my eddie bauer khakis),

It's been a great time wearing you to work. You've been with me for years, always there when I needed something to wear in the morning. You were comfortable, ok-looking and went with most of my shirts. I respect you.

Unfortunately, our time together is over. The rubber band worked for a while, as did my "tummy sleeve," but even with the button undone and the zipper totally down and rocking the sleeve, there is no longer enough room in there. I have to retire you. If only you had some stretch, like my favorite jeans do, I could make you last. However, you are too unforgiving and I have to put you away.

Hopefully, I will see you again when I return to work from maternity leave in January 2008.

Too big for you,
kris