spent part of my afternoon boxing up sundresses, tank tops, summer skirts. stuff that i don't have room to hang up in my new closet.i've lost a bunch of weight. reshaped my body from what it was three months ago. made a commitment to eating healthier, being smarter about what i drink when i do go out, using my gym membership, listening to what my trainer tells me to do.
the changes have been immense. everyone at work comments about how none of my clothes fit. i don't need as much sleep as i used to. there's a spring in my step that had been absent.
for whatever reason i kept all my gear that didn't fit. i think subconsciously i knew that i wouldn't let myself be unhappy forever. with how i looked. with my state of mind.
now i'm in between. can't fit into my most recently purchased clothes. not yet small enough to fit into all my old stuff.
some of the old clothing has already been purged. since i am so past oriented. i can remember what i wore on a first date, to a funeral, at a wedding, during a fight. the bad mojo some of my stuff had was just too intense to keep around.
but of course after moving apartments, joining a gym, paying for personal training and some trips that i planned last minute, buying a whole new wardrobe is out of the question at the moment.
are clothes from the year 2000 old enough to be retro yet?
postscript...
"i don't mind the weather
i've got scarves and caps and sweaters
i've got long johns under slacks for blustery days
i think that it's brainless to assume that making changes
to your window's view will give a new perspective
and the hardest part is yet to come."
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