Thursday, October 7, 2010
Neither Here Nor There
Let's start with the good news. I don't remember if I mention that the last time I was at the doctor, at my last breast appointment, I had only gained 1/2 a pound. That's great for me because usually I gain 3 or 4 pounds at every appointment. I've quit letting them tell me what I weigh. I say "don't tell me what I weigh, just tell me how much I've gained." This time I think that I only gained half a pound because before I had worn flip flops and taken them off to weigh. Gross, I know. But I'm desperate. This time I was wearing tennis shoes. That's worth half a pound, right? So I've finally quit gaining weight. Of course, I've quit eating too. Just kidding, but I have been working really hard. Here's the bad news. I had one of those $10 gift cards that Kohl's sends you in the mail. So I went to find something on clearance because I'm cheap. I couldn't find anything in the ladies. So I go over to the women's department where I expected to go anyway. I grab a few things in an 18. I try those on and they were too big. That's great, right? Wrong. I'm stuck. I'm in between, again. The regular clothes don't fit because they are too tight. They plus sizes are too big. So what do I do? It's practically impossible for me to lose weight. So what, gain weight just to fit in the next size up? I've spent most of my life here. In the in between. Seriously, I think the gap between the regular sizes and the plus sizes is too large. In fact, it's about the size of me.