Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Well, That Was Depressing
I decided to go to Old Navy and buy some shorts. I figured I would be a bigger size, seeing as how I just had a baby and all. I just wanted some in between shorts, so I have something that fits right now. I got there and my back was already a little testy. I looked around a bit, picked out a few things in my regular size (do you see where this is going?), and was depressed when they didn't fit. I put them back (trying to ignore the painful twinges in my back), and picked up a couple more pairs of shorts in a size I've never tried. Two or three sizes bigger than my usual. Wah! I could say I'm twice the woman I usually am, if I had a sense of humor about it. I didn't actually try them on, because I felt like if I kept standing, I might collapse. So, I'm home now, with no new shorts. I want some chocolate, but I'm already feeling fat. Did I say "Wah!" already?