Tonight I will cross the final frontier. I will take the final step and throw out the remainder of my fat clothes. For the longest time I have been wearing pajamas and sweats that are about five sizes too big. There just didn’t seem any point in replacing them – I mean, they are so comfy and not tight and are worn and soft… Thankfully, the 45 lbs or so that I lost does not look to be returning at any point in the near future, so I really think it is time to let go.
I have some favourite pieces – perhaps I should make them into a quilt or something? My pink Betty Boop PJ pants and my black PJ pants with the candies all over them, that Old Navy was selling one Halloween season. My little Ms Sunshine jammies – my sign in name on the Frumster dating site was Lil Ms Sunshine, so these PJs really tickled my funny bone.
I have great sweat pants, but they are huge. It is time to pass them on to a better home. My Juicy workout pants too – yes, indeed, that’s what it says across the behind, and while I never wore them out of the house, it always seemed weird advertising to me…to have the word JUICY on your butt.
So, before I go to sleep, I will bag up that which doesn’t fit, and close the book on my fat clothes and my fat years. I feel healthier than I have in a long time, ‘cept for the gnarly back pain, and I take great pride in knowing how far I have come.