Yes, I'm exaggerating, but that's how I felt. The extra poundage I put on last year showed up, big time, in those unforgiving, dressing room mirrors. Trying on clothes was like a bad contortionist act... and was just as painful. Is it me or is the clothing made smaller these days? I know, I know, it's me! Sigh! I need to put down the fork and pick up some exercise classes.
Needless to say, trying on outfits wasn't much fun. Neither was the three-hour hunt for an item that didn't look like it should've been a bedspread or a couch cover.
My joy moment came when I was done shopping. I almost ran to the car, I was so happy it was over. I was also pleased that I managed to find a few things that actually fit. Even happier when I returned home and could finally rest my very tired feet. When I realized I didn't have anything else pressing to do and could just relax... I was elated! Those moments are few and far between and I was appreciative.
Couch time trumps retail therapy... at least for today! I'll take it.
Stay tuned. :-)
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