Once in a while, when I’m too lazy to put on pants & think there’s little chance of being seen, I run outside in my nightshirt to do things like fill the bird feeders or dump compost.
Oh, come on—you do it, too, admit it. :dance:
Of course, doing this means I run the risk of having a bit of breeze kick up unexpectedly. :shark:
And every. single. time., the exact same movie quote (from Rock of Ages) runs through my head:
The good news is, I’ve done this often enough that I’m pretty sure all the cobwebs have been blown away.
The bad news is, I may or may not inadvertently moon a neighbor from time to time.