so it's laundry day and I'm home alone.

thusly, I am sans pants. Don't judge, you know you'd either do it in my shoes or have done it already.

In any case, I saw the mail truck, and thought, "oh! I should go get the mail."
And promptly ran upstairs to grab my keys and head out.

I was literally one foot out the door before I remembered I wasn't wearing pants.
Faced with the decision to either put pants on or leave it until later, I opted to leave it; I remain pants- and mailless.

Whee!