My friend, Debbie, will sometimes write to me and tell me that she’s had a pants day. Or if I tell her something that went wrong in my life, Debbie will furrow her brow and say, “well that’s pants!”
For my American friends — and for other readers who aren’t familiar with British slang, you can guess what “pants” means in this context.
I’m going to start using it.
I had a pants week last week. And I really did!
It took a few days for me to come out of depressed, anxiety mode and what I discovered is what I’ve always known: That working often brings me around to a more relaxed state. It’s difficult to settle my mind into a place of concentration but once I manage it, I walk away feeling much lighter and more willing to surrender to whatever the day brings and ready to face whatever life may bring next.