I am drinking my coffee. I showered. In 30 min I have to get up and get Lilly ready for the day. Then Damian. Then I have to get to the doctor's office on time. It will be my first time taking both children to a tedious and boring place at the same time, alone. It's Damian's turn to get his shots. But this means in a few weeks I can drop him off at the daycare center at the Tamarac and start my excersize for serious.
Here's why I have to lose weight, not the number, but the inches. I have no pants. Yesterday I wore my fleece lined pants to the goodwill, held together by a rubber band and unable to zip up. It was not an attractive look and I spent the whole time making sure my shirts and coat was pulled all the way down over it. Imagine a floppy flabby old lady underarm skin covered in purple stretch marks sticking out under a rubber band pulled painfully tight over it. That's my belly. Also, I can get my underarm flab to weeble and wobble in a way I have never been able to before, due to my younger age back when I tried last.
I went to the goodwill alone and tried on pants. I got to the pants isle and realized....what the hell size do I wear? I don't even know. So I grabbed some 13's and some 15's. I was thinking about how confusing 13's were as a size, I didn't even know it was a size. This morning I realized it was a Misses size, and not an adult size. Which explains a whole lot about how they did not fit me. They made me look like a stupid penguin, and only half covered my butt. Are 15's missus too? Shit.
Oh, I brought 5 box's of things to the goodwill too! That feels so good to get it all out of the house.
I started a new knitting project. It's a lap blanket, called the Ten Stitch Blanket . I'm using a purple yarn, Caron Cake in Bumbleberry (Purple) I received for Christmas. It's a fast, simple patter that I thought I had memorized. Then last night I realized I turned a corner twice and now I have to take a bunch out and do it over. Ugh.