Size 14
Finally! I bought a pair of size 14 jeans a couple of days ago.. they were a little snug but totally wearable. My size 16 jeans were fine when you took them out of the wash, but they would loosen up and feel baggy after an hour of wearing them.. so today I decided to wear the 14s and see if they would loosen up enough to be comfortable to wear. So far, so good.
I was 175.4 lbs today.. I’m a little bit constipated so I’m attributing it to that. I’m sure I have lost.. I just think the scale is playing evil games with my mind. My mind is a whole different story. I think I’m going crazy. I am so pissed off all the time now.. I don’t know if it is because I decided to stop taking my birth control pills, or what. I’m tired of being this way. Everything is setting me off.. my kids, my husband, my parents.. the only thing that seems to calm me down is when I am exercising.
I’m really stressed out… my work wants to have a meeting with them two weeks from now to figure out where I would go back. My job is gone, and they want to know what my interests are so that they can place me properly within the organization. Thing is I have told them I want to work out some kind of part time arrangement, and they are being very weird about it. Just say yes or no. Don’t say we’ll see. I have to plan my life out. As it is, it has taken them four months to even respond to me and only when I used the word UNION did I get a call back. I need to get Safiya in a daycare if I’m going back to work. Are these people complete idiots that they don’t realize that it takes some planning and preparation to come back to work. I called in April to prepare for October.. it is the middle of August now. I am registering Safi in a daycare today.. and guess what there is only one spot left, and there are two people fighting for it and whoever gives their registration in first will get it. And there is a $75 registration fee. Yeah thanks. OH yeah, I did ask them in April and they told me to call in August, and it would be NO PROBLEM. Yumna was the FIRST kid in that daycare who actually paid for the services, I wrote letters to get that place its license. But yeah.. whatever.
And my skin is in such horrible shape again. I can’t wear t-shirts anymore. It seems I can’t even wear them to bed either! This morning someone came to the door at 8am to drop off books I bought for Yumna. I was sleeping so I came to the door in my pajamas, and the first thing she asks is what is that all over my body, is it painful, does it hurt? I am really impressed with myself that I didn’t tell her to fuck off and take the books with her. I don’t know about you, but I don’t like to be bombarded with questions about my appearance first thing in the morning. Have you heard of a phone? Maybe you could call before you come.
Well at least I’m in my size 14s.
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Congratulations on getting into a size 14! That’s great
Size 14 - yay you!
Hell no - who likes being bombarded with questions about their appearance any time of day - NOT ME!
Hang in there at work - things will work out soon.
oops my post couldn’t be submitted because of the F word. oh well, here’s the good part anyways
wow 14s! How exciting. I don’t even remember ever wearing those. I started paying attention to my sizes when it was 16. That was when I was younger than 16!
Woohoo for size 14s!! That’s fantastic!
um WTF about the lady at the door? I would have punched her in the mouth. People are so ridiculous sometimes.
good job on the size 14!
i know what you mean…believe me. once at the doctor’s office, covered in hives, i noticed another patient looking me up and down. then she said to me, “allergies?”. I said no. She says, “your blood?”. uh yeah, my blood. now what do you want to know? f-off to you too! ((hugs))