I went shopping yesterday and found out my pant size. I am a 16 womans or a 18 misses short. Considering when I started out I was a womans 24 at Catherine's the in the BIG Womans's store and could not shop in regular department stores, I consider this a welcome change. I finally made it into the regular department stores. Now, I am actually between the womans department and the misses department too. I will probably always be a 1x in shirts as already discussed because of my shoulders and left over skin under neath my arms, but that is ok. I could still go down in pant size since I have 15 more pounds to shed and a lot more muscle tone to improve upon. I even think that might happen in my arms some, but am not expecting that much to change the skin problem under them since I have age working there too. I was pleasantly surprise to also learn I could fit into that pair of 14 pants I had bought earlier in the summer this year when I bought my daughter's wedding outfit. Remember when I bought two pairs of pants ? well, I now fit into that second pair. Rat's, it's after the wedding of course by two weeks ! Anyway, the pants I bought this weekend should last me 4 - 6 months depending on how fast I lose the next ten pounds. Then this should be the last time I will have to buy clothes for down sizing purposes. It actually gets old having to explain to my husband why I need new clothes when in my entire marriage he married someone who only went clothes shopping maybe once a year if that much. You heard me. I am not one to like to go shopping, even when I was thin. My mother used to have to drag me to go shopping.
I feel rested since I took this week off from doing things. I really did. I didn't blog, log, but slept and took it easy after my surgery this week end except for the shopping day with hubby. I realized I needed a lot of catch up sleep and it felt good since I haven't been sleeping well lately. I did keep to some sort of diet in my head since my diet is a habit and routine now. A lot of how I eat is automatic now. I did do one thing. I got rid of the dog's marshmallows. They got over heated in my pantry and she wouldn't eat the mushy ones. Picky dog. So I did because I'm not that picky. She wouldn't take her meds in the mushy marshies and I hand to give her meds to to her the old fashioned way. Then I thought, if she is not going to take her meds in marshies anymore, why not get rid of my temptation. I found a new treat to give her after giving her, her meds. I found some sweet potato chews which she likes even better. These I will have no trouble not wanting to get into. So, by by marshies and no more sweetie temptation for Lory to worry about. Of course, I am sure I will find something to tempt me, but for now, there is no junk food in this house now.
Talk to everyone Monday.