Settling [NOT 14/11/22]

14/11/22 brightersideoflife 18
Michael Bluth from Arrested Development with quote "I don't know what I expected"
I really don't know what I expected

Hi, friends!

Tonight’s NOT is brought to you by the new jeans I’m wearing.

I needed to replace my last usable pair. These new ones fit fine. It’s all good. But they’re fucking high waist because apparently all women’s jeans are high waist now.

So I settled. It didn’t seem like the end of the world when I tried them on. My workout shorts are above my waist I thought, this will be fine.

Dear friends of deadsplinter, I’m sitting here at work and when I sit down, the top of the waistband is literally resting on the bottom of my bra. I hate being short-waisted. I know women who are tall and long-waisted and these probably fit at their natural waist. But for me? Low rise jeans still almost came to my belly button. They fit great! I didn’t have waistbands digging into my floating ribs.

I settled for these jeans, they’re fine. It’s fine. They look fine with my clothes, they fit well except for the fucking high waist. Like arguably the best-fitting jeans I’ve had in a long time, granny waistband notwithstanding.

Have you had to settle on things lately? Are you grumpy about it like me?

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18 Comments

  1. I’ve been resisting the Disney industrial complex as best I can. But of course it has incepted itself into my kids’ lives because they play with other kids. I refuse to buy anything officially trademarked and agreed to a compromise. I made them Elsa and Anna peg dolls. I think my version of “nesting” is to make toys for my kids. I’m like a fucking christmas elf. Three weeks left until baby#3 arrives. Then I will stop spamming you all with my creations.

     

  2. Maybe thrift store jeans could be the answer? They have such a varied range of brands/styles/sizes that it’s almost never impossible to find one you like.

    It’s been a day, here. Other-Husband has flu and is achy and feverish and as crabby as the Deadliest Catch. I had Grandbaby’s mama pick him up early tonight, and O-H has kept away from him today, so I’m hopeful that he won’t get sick, too. I’m pretty sure I’m doomed, though… my throat is getting scratchy 🙁

  3. I’m used to settling for most things. It’s only been within the past few years that I’ve been able to hold out and say,”no this is what I want and that’s what I’m getting.”  It feels weird but I like not having to settle.

  4. Well, about a month and a half ago, I scraped the driver’s side of my front bumper on the pillar next to my parking space when the guy next to it was doing something with all the doors of his SUV open. I got a quote at Maaco but was told that it would take 3-4  days to do the work. The perfect time to bring it in would’ve been while I was in L.A. for the conference, of course. (I actually did much the same thing last year for the one in Minneapolis, after I stupidly scraped the rear bumper on my parents’ closing garage door.) But they were already scheduling for after the conference was over, so I thought it over and eventually settled for bringing it in the week after Thanksgiving. I’ll be able to work, of course, but I’ll basically be stuck at home for those days unless I feel like shelling out for MetroLink or a Lyft/Uber ride.

    Mind you, at least with the way the billing cycle for my credit card is set up, I won’t have to pay for this shit until January. And given that I just paid the bill for last month (which was pretty much double thanks to the conference), and I’m hanging on the edge for another couple of court payments to get me through this next week, maybe that’s not totally a bad thing.

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