That is my life, for today, anyway.
I do sincerely hope something will happen to make it better soon, anyway.
My continued weight loss appears to be simultaneously a great and not always great thing.
I have a pair of nice casual pants I received for my birthday maybe two years ago or so, that are most assuredly at least 2-3 sizes too big at this point. This occurs to me since I had an errand to run this morning, and I put on this particular pair of pants this morning. As I returned home, and began doing some other things I needed to so, I realized that these things are just about ready to fall entirely off my sitll not yet insignificant ass.
But, I am slightly heartened as I glanced down a moment ago and realized they are stained -- some manner of grease stain. So, I'm guessing it's not such a horrible thing to not be able to wear them any longer.
The other issue that has come up was that I purchased a beautiful copper brown silk pants suit about a year or two ago, so I would look reasonable for my mock trial competition. I've tried to wear it for two interviews, and I'm afraid I look like I borrowed it from -- who someone my father might describe as a frequent shopper of someone who manufactures tents rather than clothing.
I spent many of my younger days wearing exceedingly baggy clothing in an attempt to delude myself into thinking that as long as I could find things bigger than I was, I might potentially not look nearly as fat. It didn't work, but I suppose it made feel a little bit better about it at the time.
I have the immediate problem of having very little that is dressy enough for potential work-appropriate wear, as well as the majority of my day-to-day or scruffy comfy clothes are falling off me.
I'm not complaining, honestly. Give me a job and the ability to formulate a regular gym schedule, I might even manage to do a bit better, more quickly in the weight-loss department.
Now I just ned a paycheck to facilitate those things as soon as possible.
I'm cooking for the first time in many months, today and everyone is looking forward to the results. I do have to say it does small awfully good in the house right now.
Thankfully for me and everyone else it wil be enough for two meals, rather than just one, so the effort necessary will certainly be worth it.
I think I will attempt to reduce my stress and relax a bit in a house that smells wonderful, with dinner simmering in the crockpot downstairs.
Well, I managed to make it finally.
I have no idea why I had been hoping for fireworks and fanfare. But after 15 very long years, I am finally a college graduate.
I do not yet have my diploma, but that is okay. Now the next step will and must be to find a job that doesn't completely suck.
I am open and okay with a minor bit of suckage initially, but anything that isn't entirely demoralizing and demaeaning, will be fine for a while until I decide and figure out just what else is to be become of me.
At least I made it and it's now over.
Woohoo me.
In much better and exciting news, my girl is back home again. Never ever again, will that happen I'm not a part-time mom, and will not ever be made to be one for so long again.
I do so adore my daughter, and couldn't be happier to have her back here where she belongs.