Yesterday was the first time I've worn nylons in forever. I cannot remember the last time I didn't work up a sweat putting those things on. What a relief; not feeling like my thighs were being attacked by a boa constrictor.
Amidst the weekend spending I also found time to purge my wardrobe of the things that no longer fit. I felt a myriad of emotions; embarrassment, guilt and then joy. I felt so ashamed of how I must have looked when those pants, shirts, skirts, sweaters, and even shoes fit me, shameful that I had spent that much money on myself (presumably, trying to compensate for my weight) and pure bliss knowing I will never, ever, ever be getting back together with that stuff. I just love Taylor Swift. :)
A big thanks to Jim for putting up the tree on Saturday night. Reilly and I decorated it on Sunday, and it looks fabulous. Reilly is definitely my best helper. He carried the majority of the holiday decoration containers up from the basement for me; including Santa's body bag. Thanks boys!!! Each of the children made a derogatory comment about Santa. He is getting a little worn. I'm sad, but I think after this year he'll be put to rest. Or, maybe I'll store him and someday one of the kids will realize how awesome he really is.
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