I wasn’t going to participate in the costumery of Halloween this year, like most years, because I’m too lazy and cheap to put much time, money or effort (any really) into thinking of and making a costume. I had heard that many people at work dress up, and I was excited to have a bit of a zany day at the office, but I, personally, planned to dress in my normal work clothes. Until I read this:

Gym Teacher. Wear a school t-shirt and sweatpants. Carry a clipboard, a playground ball, and a whistle. Insults not included.

And I realized that not only could I get away with wearing sweatpants to work, but this costume would take very little effort. I had the sweatpants, the t-shirt and the clipboard. All I needed was a ball and a whistle. I decided on Brad’s mini Nerf basketball for easy portability, but I was stuck on the whistle. It was almost my bedtime, and there certainly was no whistle to be found in our apartment, but I refused to miss this opportunity to wear pajamas to work. So I called Robin who just happened to be driving near a (24-hour) Meijer store, and because she loves me, she pulled in a purchased a whistle. Here I am as a “sexy” gym teacher:

Kidding! Definitely not going for sexy, and if you don’t know why, read this. But that’s a good costume right? I mean pajamas. At work. No greasy makeup or scratchy wigs or giant butterfly wings. Puh. Jam. Uhs. (Or Puh. Jahm. Uhs. for the weirdos.) At work! Maybe not a big deal for those of you with casual dress codes or those who work from home (hi Brad!), but to me? Huge deal. Oh I’m sorry, did you want to see what’s written on that Gym Class checklist?

I had class last night, so I didn’t get to do anything fun, but I wore the costume anyway. Apparently people in grad school are much too muh-toor to wear costumes as I was the only one. It was so unexpected, in fact, that many people thought that I really was a gym teacher or a coach and had just come from work. They obviously don’t know how much that could never possibly be true. Unless you need to be coached on how to get off the couch and get another popsicle. Then I’m your girl.