The sweatpant version of shoes...

This is in reference to a Seinfeld episode where George begins going out in a sweat suit and Jerry claims this is the last step of social disregard and self-loathing. I give up, so I might as well be comfortable. I have crossed into sweatpants.

These sweatpants take their form in Crocs (well, Aucks really). My crocs (aucks) are my house shoe that I enjoy wearing and sometimes have worn them out on brief excursions. Usually my outside the house shoe are my Chucks. In the mornings as we get ready for work, I get dressed, but usually don't tie my shoes until I'm in the car - too much lace (they're high tops - don't compromise style for fashion). Well the days have been going by and I've been postponing later and later into the day when I would tie them, or at least half-ass tie them. The latter being tying the ends but leaving the shoe pretty unsupportive.

Yesterday was a threshold moment. I went the whole day never tying my shoes. I felt accomplished and ashamed. Then today happened.

Without fully realizing what I was doing, I arrived at school with my crocs (aucks) on. I never touched the high tops today. I attribute part of this with needed to make breakfast this morning so I slipped on my crocs (aucks) instead of my chucks because I didn't want any hassle. And I never took them off.

What am I becoming??