I hate shopping for jeans!!! I think I would rather put cigarettes out in my eyes than suffer through the torture of trying on pants marketed to women but are cut and shaped for 12 year old boys. Seriously! Since when is a woman’s waistline 1cm above our butt crack? And why do we need jeans “skinny jeans” that promise to cut off all blood flow to our extremities? Yuck! How depressing.

Well actually today wasn’t so bad. Why? BECAUSE I’M DOWN A PANTS SIZE! Hello size 10…I haven’t seen you around in a few years. 😉   Yes, I did suffer through a few bits of depression trying on pants that either make me look 4 inches shorter or are so tight I look like a sausage exploding out of it’s casing. Ah, but the lovely size 10! I couldn’t be happier.

I haven’t been tracking the way I should but I have been very mindful of what I eat. Cleaning and organizing the house has added some much needed activity into my day and really raised my spirits. Apparently it’s working. Did I mention I’m in a size 10?

Liz