Of sleeping wearing a tracksuit every night.
Just that. Just realised. We split at the end of November. Didn't live together. Even when she wasn't here I'd have nice, pretty pjs on if it were cold or a skimpy nightdress if it wasn't.
I've somehow fallen into this slobby habit.
Cosy, of course but now I've realised if I get with anyone else it is a habit I'm not sure I'd be willing to break.
Is this something that just happens? 🤣
I've even (shock horror) walked the dog in the morning dressed by just throwing a coat on over said same tracksuit I've slept in(I do brush my teeth etc first).
Anyone else become a tramp after a break-up?