This morning is the third time in my adult life that I've weighed in at 160.0. The second time was yesterday. I seemed to have dropped to that magic weight where, all of a sudden, none of my clothes fit.
I went to Walmart over the weekend...they had a few sundresses on the clearance rack for $5... I bought them in what I thought was the right size... Or my "new" right size.... and they don't fit. I can't tell if it's the way the dresses are meant to fit or if they're too big. Either way, I'm on my way back to Walmart.
Getting dressed this morning, I put on one of my favorite skirts, that I haven't been able to wear in years. It's huge... baggy all the way around. Hrmph.
I was laying on the couch yesterday and I couldn't get comfortable... Why? Because my hip bone was stabbing me in the arm. I got up and put on my favorite pair of ratty comfy pants... which have always fit at my highest and lowest weight. I rolled the waist band down three times (literally!!!) and they still fell down.
While I'm a bit miffed about the pants and skirt that don't fit... I'm obviously thrilled to be losing again.
However... I'm betting the hipbone thing gets worse, lol.
