Finishing the laundry has reiterated the hard truth: I do not have a single pair of pants that doesn't have holes. I should give in and buy clothes, especially if I'm imagining I'm going to be interviewing for jobs.
It is kind of amusing that things that used to be tight now fit, and that things which used to fit are now quite loose, but that isn't quite able to make up for a twenty-five-year-old habit of hating to shop for clothes.
