The only problem with this style is that I never get to have that moment when you get home from a long day at work, step inside your home and just throw on something comfortable. I know I shouldn't complain, since I'm comfortable all the time, but still. I have felt like something was missing.
The answer didn't come to me until we were at the hospital and Polly was about to be born. Towards the end of a long and painful (mostly for Marta) labour, the midwife realised that things weren't going forward and the doctor present recommended a Ceasarean section. We went for it and I was suddenly given a pair of green scrubs to wear in the OR. That night, I got a daughter AND the sollution to my problem.
When we were back home again after a few days, I went online and bought a pair of scrubs. Marta thinks I'm a freak, but she thought that before too, and I believe that very few women approve of their men's home wear anyway. Plus, these scrubs are incredibly comfortable!

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du är galen Linus, men det var du ju på södertörntiden å. Men du har rätt, scrubs är väldigt bekvämt. Men du kanske borde färga dem? Sjukhusgrön har nog aldrig varit inne. Framkallar lätt illamående också. Vi har svarta scrubs på kurser, mkt snyggare...
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