I need to clean out my closet in a major way. I am hanging on to too small clothes that only fit when I was literally starving myself. I'm cool with keeping the size 6 stuff that's just a tad too tight, for motivation, but the 0's that barely fit even when I ate 200 calories a day have got to go. Why is it so hard to part with them? Ugh...it makes me feel like a failure even though I know it would be healthier to let them go. Serenity now!
(ETA: didn't include sizes to be braggy, just to give a reference to how ridiculous I'm being about holding on to this crap. Some of them literally look like doll clothes! Get a grip, Evan.)
I need to clean out my closet in a major way. I am hanging on to too small clothes that only fit when I was literally starving myself. I'm cool with keeping the size 6 stuff that's just a tad too tight, for motivation, but the 0's that barely fit even when I ate 200 calories a day have got to go. Why is it so hard to part with them? Ugh...it makes me feel like a failure even though I know it would be healthier to let them go. Serenity now!
(ETA: didn't include sizes to be braggy, just to give a reference to how ridiculous I'm being about holding on to this crap. Some of them literally look like doll clothes! Get a grip, Evan.)
I hung on to a lot of my clothes that got too small too...mostly because I just loved them so much! But I finally came to terms with the fact that my boobs will never get smaller and my thighs keep getting larger. Good luck with the closet purge!
My confession: I'm so sick and tired of not working! I already feel like I'm not contributing to my married life but now I feel even worse since H told me he wishes he could go back to school so he can get a better job. He won't do it though because then we'd have literally no income unless he got a loan, which he refuses to do. ARGH!! So now I feel bad because he is working a job he doesn't even like.
I lock the bedroom door when I'm home alone and take a bath/shower. Dude... That's when the serial killers come! I know it's cray cray, but now H knows because he got back last night and it was still locked. Ops! I woke up to "scooter you gonna let me in?" yes he calls me scooter... And yes he made fun of me. Yes we have a house alarm too...
I also confess I have no idea if my skirt is Navy or black. No one at work can figure it out either!
I need to clean out my closet in a major way. I am hanging on to too small clothes that only fit when I was literally starving myself. I'm cool with keeping the size 6 stuff that's just a tad too tight, for motivation, but the 0's that barely fit even when I ate 200 calories a day have got to go. Why is it so hard to part with them? Ugh...it makes me feel like a failure even though I know it would be healthier to let them go. Serenity now!
(ETA: didn't include sizes to be braggy, just to give a reference to how ridiculous I'm being about holding on to this crap. Some of them literally look like doll clothes! Get a grip, Evan.)
I hung on to a lot of my clothes that got too small too...mostly because I just loved them so much! But I finally came to terms with the fact that my boobs will never get smaller and my thighs keep getting larger. Good luck with the closet purge!
My confession: I'm so sick and tired of not working! I already feel like I'm not contributing to my married life but now I feel even worse since H told me he wishes he could go back to school so he can get a better job. He won't do it though because then we'd have literally no income unless he got a loan, which he refuses to do. ARGH!! So now I feel bad because he is working a job he doesn't even like.
I had no income for almost our whole first year of marriage. I was in private practice but business expenses were cutting into all my profits. Things were so tight, we could barely afford groceries. I felt like such a lazy bum, but I couldn't find a job anywhere!! Finally I got the one I have now, but I can definitely relate to how you're feeling. Hang in there, something will pop up for you!
We are supposed to get really bad storms today. The weather people are talking about tornadoes. I'm happy DH will be around tonight because I would go into full blown panic by myself.
On Sunday, we are supposed to go to H's cousin's house for a BBQ. His family goes there every year for Mother's Day. Without traffic, it's about an hour and 15 minute drive. I really don't want to go and I'm thinking about faking morning sickness to get out of going...
I confess I'm a bit sad that I found out my sister's prom is tomorrow while browsing Facebook. Might be just a bit jealous that my sisters are close without me.
I confess that while I've never been in a fight before, I've never wanted to be in one as much as I did tonight. We went to a concert and some witch with a b and her friend shoved in front of me 75% through the concert. I made them work to get around me and one finally turned to me, giggled and said "Sorry, I'm only 4'11"!" I told her that she should have gotten there earlier then and long story short, that ticked off her friend who then reached out and grabbed my boob and started a scuffle. It was broken up by the bouncers and they left a song later.
Well, during the encore they came back. I refused to let the short girl in front of me while her friend had nosed her way up front a person or two down from me. The short girl said something about being friends and I said "that's fine, but I'm not letting you in front of me" at which point her friend shoved in front of me and so I was bumping into her as I danced. She turned around, grabbed my face and said something threatening. Luckily I kept my hands to myself and walked away because I knew better, but I was FURIOUS. I've never wanted to be in a fight so bad. The thing that also ticked me off was that H told me to "stop it" and I was like "whoa, I didn't say a thing to her, and I'm the one who walked away, so don't dare tell ME to stop"
Sorry....just happened....still a little steamed and need to vent. haha
I confess that while I've never been in a fight before, I've never wanted to be in one as much as I did tonight. We went to a concert and some witch with a b and her friend shoved in front of me 75% through the concert. I made them work to get around me and one finally turned to me, giggled and said "Sorry, I'm only 4'11"!" I told her that she should have gotten there earlier then and long story short, that ticked off her friend who then reached out and grabbed my boob and started a scuffle. It was broken up by the bouncers and they left a song later.
Well, during the encore they came back. I refused to let the short girl in front of me while her friend had nosed her way up front a person or two down from me. The short girl said something about being friends and I said "that's fine, but I'm not letting you in front of me" at which point her friend shoved in front of me and so I was bumping into her as I danced. She turned around, grabbed my face and said something threatening. Luckily I kept my hands to myself and walked away because I knew better, but I was FURIOUS. I've never wanted to be in a fight so bad. The thing that also ticked me off was that H told me to "stop it" and I was like "whoa, I didn't say a thing to her, and I'm the one who walked away, so don't dare tell ME to stop"
Sorry....just happened....still a little steamed and need to vent. haha
Wow you have some serious self-restraint! I once kicked a girl down off the bleachers in front of me at a football game at purdue. Bitch I'm short, GTFO!!!
Re: Confession Thursday
I also confess I have no idea if my skirt is Navy or black. No one at work can figure it out either!