I keep having to remind myself that it's a GOOD thing (a GREAT thing) to have to 'retire' a pair of pants because they're falling off of me.
It's a good thing.
Except that I really liked that pair...it was my only dark, dressy pair of jeans.
When I told Matt - in a very melancholy tone - that I had to get rid of that pair of pants, he said,
"Then we'll just have to go shopping for new ones!"
To which I replied,
"But I LIKED those jeans!"
To which he calmly added,
"Isn't it a good thing that they don't fit anymore?"
Yes, it really is a good thing.