I keep getting that old ‘Christmas is next week’ feeling
that you get right before something good you’re waiting for is about to
happen. I’m really looking forward to
losing the weight and losing my co-morbidities, too. And, maybe, my knees and feet stop hurting me
all the time. I have bins and bins of
clothes in the basement that I’m looking forward to going through and wearing
some of my favorite too-small clothes once again.
Women have three wardrobes:
the clothes we can currently wear, the clothes we out-grew but will get
back into ‘some day’, and our fat clothes that we un-grew on our latest diet
but don’t dare throw away because we know we will need them again.
My ‘some day’ is going to happen in the next couple of
months and I’m giving away my fat clothes and what I’m wearing now as it will
all be way too big. I’m in a size 20/22
now. My fat clothes are all size 24. My
hoped-for new size is a size 10. The
bins contain mostly size 18 and 14 so there will be some shopping in my future!
According to my daughter, a 1970s size 10 (what I hope to
get back to) is a size 8 now due to size inflation. I may still have a couple of size 10 things
from back then so we’ll see how it works out.
I have an entire 1980s size 14 and size 18 wardrobe down in
the bins. What, no size 16? Nope. I
wore my 14s until they were vastly too tight and then replaced them with
18s. At least, I don’t think I have any
size 16s. Guess I’ll find out!!
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