Old photos

I have had it! I was just looking through some of my wedding pictures, something I don't do very often, and I just can't believe how, I hate the word fat, so we'll say...unthin I look. It was very disheartening and probably why there are zero pictures of my wedding day around my apartment.

And even though I don't weigh as much as I do in those pictures, I don't weigh THAT much less. So enough is enough. I am so tired of not being the size that I want. Granted, for 99% of all women, this is an eternal stage we are in: never happy with our weight. But I'm really not happy with it.

I was packing up some of my old clothes last night to send to the hurricane victims in Haiti- a thing we're doing at the preschool- and I found a stash of jeans and capris that were at the very tip top of my closet that were all size 6. Ha! Size 6! I haven't been a size 6 since I first moved back to Springfield from NYC! Wow...to be a 6 again.

So, why the heck are those clothes still in my closet?? Again, most women keep "too small" clothes because at some point they will be that size again! (Duuuuh!) At least, that's the theory. Usually, those clothes stay there forever collecting dust and moth holes. But every once in awhile, we are able to get rid of them.

And for me, sending them to people in Haiti who need them so much more than I do, was reason enough. (Thank you, thank you.)

Which isn't to say that I won't ever be a size 6 again. But when I do finally get there after hopefully not too long of a journey -which by the way starts TODAY- then instead of getting to wear a bunch of outdated old clothes of mine, I'll get to buy NEW ones. Such a better idea. So ladies, time to send some clothes to Haiti. And don't try to get out of it.

-listening to My Boo by Usher and Alicia Keys

P.S. And yeah, I'm still sick, which I guess I should be happy about because I can' t taste anything. And who wants to eat anything fattening if you can't even taste it? Not me.