Blue about my jeans

My favourite jeans finally wore through, on my left knee. It must be my favoured knee, as the right knee has a ways to go before it wears through.
In 2003, another pair of jeans I had wore through on both knees within the space of 2 or 3 wears. Back then I must have just fallen forwards and taken the full impact of the fall on my knees. I was so hardcore back then.
I actually cut the legs off those 2003 jeans, and wore them as shorts. After I wore them for about a year, I remembered that it wasn't 1987, and I gave them to Vinnies.
I am genuinely sad about my 2012 jeans. I reckon I've had them for about 4 or 5 years. They are well and truly broken in, and they are so super comfy! We've been through so much together. They were there when I graduated...not that I wore them to my graduation (though I would've if I could've!) but they were hangin' out at my house, awaiting my return from graduation. They moved to Brisbane with me, I probably did wear them on the drive up. They've lived in 7 different houses with me. They were there when I got my job at Life Ed, they've been with my on a few relief teaching days, and they were hanging in my wardrobe when I got the call about my upcoming teaching contract. They have been faithful to the end *sniff*
Ok, so I'm not totally devastated.
I probably won't get rid of them just yet though. I will have to find a replacement pair before they move on. As much as I dislike clothes shopping, jeans are my favourite piece of clothing, so it might* be fun to get a new pair.
Over and out.


*It might be, but it probably won't be. Fitting rooms were never designed to make you feel good about clothes shopping.