Damn Cookies

I made a deal with myself about going back to the store and buying that top that I liked, the one I mentioned yesterday.  I decided that since the top is dressy, I can’t wear my old, baggy, faded black pants with it for the work event.  So if I have a pair of black dress pants in a smaller size in my closet that fit, I will probably get the top.  If I have to buy pants as well as the top, then I won’t bother spending the money on clothes that will be too big soon.

I have mentioned that I have a wide range of different sizes in my closet, thanks to my gain-lose-gain-lose dance.  Last night I pulled out a pair of black pants I haven’t worn in a long time and tried them on.  In fact, I almost forgot I had them.  They fit!  I am actually wearing them today.

As I lose weight, I am going to purge my closet and dresser of all clothes that are too big. I don’t want larger sizes sitting around.  I don’t want to gain this weight back, and I want room for smaller, nicer, cuter clothes when I reach goal weight.

Today is a struggle to stay on track and is testing my resolve, though.  I came into work to a large box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts in the kitchen, and we had lunch delivered for a meeting.  Guess what my boss wanted brought in with that lunch?  A dozen large, delicious-looking, calorie-laden cookies!  And she keeps saying “Have a cookie” and pushing them like a drug dealer.  I keep saying no thanks.  I can’t wait to escape the office and the food traps today!

Shopping Success

I had firmly decided I will not buy any more clothes than absolutely necessary until I reach my goal weight, but next week we have several important events for work.  I thought it might be nice to have something new to wear, so I hit a few stores yesterday.

I learned two things during this shopping adventure: (1) lordy, designers are churning out some crazy-ugly clothes for women these days, and (2) I now officially wear two sizes smaller than I did when I first started losing weight!

I ended up not buying anything, though I might go back and pick up a nice top I saw at one store but thought cost too much for something that is only going to fit for a short while before it’s too big.  I suppose I could wear the hell out of it and get my money’s worth.  I’ll think about it.

But I still consider the shopping trip a success, because I am excited to be in a smaller size.  The only bad thing is, my favorite pants, my white capris, are getting dangerously too big.  I can almost take them off without unbuttoning them.  I love them, though, and will keep wearing them until they fall right off (or until my husband calls me out on it and tells me to stop wearing gangster saggy pants that are too damn big, which he will do eventually). 🙂

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