Ummm

So after replaying the story in my mind of the last time I saw my black pants, I went out to my car, in the darkness, proudly wearing my cloud pajama pants... hahaha... and there in a white bag lay my black pants. The moral of the story:

I will not freak out over little things.
I will not freak out over little things.
I will not freak out over little things.

I feel like this was someone's twisted way of getting me to clean my room. lol Well it worked!! Arrrr.