A Hole In My Pants

I had a pair of gray pants that were my absolute favorite.  They were perfect.  My legs are long and the length was perfect.  There was a touch of lycra in them, which made them feel perfect.  They didn't sit high on my waist, my waist is low, and they fit perfect.  I wore them all the time.  They were my go-to pants.  I bought them at an outlet so I knew that I would never be able to find another pair.  And then it happened!  I went into the outlet that I bought them at 2 years later, and there they were!  Not only were they in gray, but in black, tan and brown, to which my wonderful husband said, "Buy them all!!".  And I did. 

Fast forward 2 years.  Now I have 3 favorite pants.  The same gray one, but newer, black and brown.  The tan is in the back of my closet because it is not my favorite, it shows too many thigh dimples, which I think is sharing way too much information.  I think I wear the black pair the most.  I have a gray and black sweater that is long that I adore and wear far too much with my favorite black pants.  I wore the black pants to Thanksgiving, to which my sister in law replies, "Oh!  You wore those last year and I cringed last year because of all the dog hair you were going to get on you!"  See, I told you I wear them too much.  I wore those black pants with a new sweater vest and white button down shirt for my hubby's promotion.  I wore them to the Christmas Party we had for the army unit that hubby is in the first of December.  When I went to put them on two Sundays after Christmas, I gasped.  There was a hole in the seam on the backside of those pants.  I can deal with holes.  It is right on the seam.  Give me my trusty sewing machine and 5 minutes and I'll make them look new again.  The reason I gasped is when the heck did that hole appear?  When I dress, it's usually in a hurry with 1000 questions being thrown at me all at once.  So, did I wear them with a hole in it to the Christmas Party?  To the promotion and the Christmas Party?  Please some one tell me that it just happened or at least I was smart enough to wear black undies so no one could tell.  But I cannot answer these questions.  So is it possible that I went to the Army Christmas Party, where my husband is the commander and I'm the head of the Family Group and people are always looking at us, with a hole in those favorite black pants in my hiney?   I remember how many times I bent over to get more information for the family members under my display table.  And the times that I picked rouge craft items off the floor.  And the time I squatted down to speak with the rep from Senator Collins office so I could talk to her face to face while she was sitting at the table.  Someone would have said something to me, right?  Right?  Would I tell someone if they had a hole in their pants? 

The pants are now fixed.  I will wear them tomorrow.  But I don't think I will ever look at them the same again and I will always check to make sure all seams are secure when I put pants on forevermore.