Two things: I've been rigorously dieting all winter and finally the jeans I wear when I'm feeling like a porker are too big to wear comfortably. So I threw them on the floor near the wastebasket.
They've been there for around three days now, too weak to crawl in and throw themselves out.
Second thing: it's almost spring (here at least ;-)) and that means--you guessed--spring cleaning. The one time of year when you can purge your closet without guilt. All your wardrobe mistakes can be given away to some other unfortunate and you can tidy up and make way for new stuff.
So I'm at an impasse. On the one hand, like I said, it's spring. I have the right, heck! the obligation! to get rid of anything in my closet that I want. But on the hand, just because these jeans are too big now, will they always be too big? They've been my reliable safety net for at least a few years now. I hide them in the back of the closet only to be hauled out in the direst of circumstances (usually after New Years every year
). If I have one pair of fat jeans, that means I never have to humiliate myself by actually going out and buying the next size up. I can slip on my oldie but goodies and pretend that fat is not happening.
What do I do? I'm thinking that I should be bold for once in my life and give those jeans the heave-ho. This is kinda scary. At my age you can gain five pounds just by looking at dessert.
They've been there for around three days now, too weak to crawl in and throw themselves out.
Second thing: it's almost spring (here at least ;-)) and that means--you guessed--spring cleaning. The one time of year when you can purge your closet without guilt. All your wardrobe mistakes can be given away to some other unfortunate and you can tidy up and make way for new stuff.
So I'm at an impasse. On the one hand, like I said, it's spring. I have the right, heck! the obligation! to get rid of anything in my closet that I want. But on the hand, just because these jeans are too big now, will they always be too big? They've been my reliable safety net for at least a few years now. I hide them in the back of the closet only to be hauled out in the direst of circumstances (usually after New Years every year
). If I have one pair of fat jeans, that means I never have to humiliate myself by actually going out and buying the next size up. I can slip on my oldie but goodies and pretend that fat is not happening.What do I do? I'm thinking that I should be bold for once in my life and give those jeans the heave-ho. This is kinda scary. At my age you can gain five pounds just by looking at dessert.
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Yup, there is a reason I am torturing myself! I want to fit into a prom gown. Silly but true. I guess I'd better buy our tickets, right?