I don’t consider sweat pants and a t-shirt to be “dressed,” unless I was planning to spend the day cleaning, which I’m not ... but it was good enough for moving the car.
That (sweat pants and tee shirt) sound like Sunday clothes to me, but today, I’m looking fairly “civil” as my mother would say!
Ohgads! I gotta go put some makeup on. Drat. I knew there was a reason why I was dreading this outing. Since my cataract surgery, I can’t focus up close, so putting makeup on is a real chore, these days.