I love so much about being fat!
I love that I want to go swimming so bad, but instead I sit outside the pool in the burning heat, *pretending* to work on a tan. Who am I fooling???
I love not wanting to meet new people, whereas I used to enjoy it.
I love when floorboards creek, just when I'm walking on them. Nice, huh?
I love that the bed creeks, but it's when I'm rolling over.
I love wondering if the chair I'm sitting on is going to break, sending my butt to the ground.
I love fat people clothes. Oh, yeah. Especially the plus size, low-rise, hip huggers. What are these designers thinking!?
All in good fun, but eye opening. I think I'll continue this list at home.