Assessing the Situation

So as you may remember from earlier posts: I’m on a major quest to lose 100 pounds. I started this on Jan. 2, 2012 and so far it’s going great. Month and a half and I’m down approximately 15 lbs. It’s not really visible to innocent bystanders, but I can notice the difference by the way my clothes fit. Maybe I’ve lost more than 15 but as you know…I don’t go around jumping on my scale as if it were a pogo stick. It’s been about 2 weeks since I last stepped on the “S” word (see older post for that).

A few days ago I needed to call in sick to work. I knew a cold was coming on and as much as I resisted it, the germs said, sorry madam, you are just too good to be true. I totally apologize to the Jet Blue flight I was on (last Monday, after visiting Mom in Florida). I’m sure I infected the entire plane and cabin crew. Sorry. Drink tea.

I rarely call in sick. No work=no pay. Yes, my job has sick day benefits if you bring in a doctor’s note. I’m not going to my doctor, spending 1/3 of my paycheck on a co-pay for her to tell me to get the hell out of her office before I infect everyone. A cold is a cold. Coughing, sneezing and spewing germs galore. Getting in the car to schlep to the doctor’s office is not a way to feel better. And so...a day without pay. Several.

As long as I was home, I assessed the pants situation in my closet. OK. So the skinniest pants definitely did not fit. Yet. I slid those to the back of the closet. I’ll pull them out again in 6 months. The snug fitting pants are not so snug anymore and these are the current selections. The pants that fit perfectly several weeks ago are in the give away pile. Too big now. I’m liking this a whole lot.

Then I attacked the sweater pile. Only a few were in the give away pile. Sadly, one of my favorites was doomed. Even with washing and shrinking it was still a bit big. Looking on the bright side, next winter I’ll buy a new favorite sweater. Cashmere. There is a light at the end of the tunnel!

Next, I worked on the dresses and skirts, most of which I rarely wear. And my “gig” clothes. I didn’t mind putting some of those in the give away pile. After the dust cleared I realized how much space my closet now has. And all those empty hangers. Wow.

For now, I’m very happy I don’t need to visit the mall. I can just go shopping in my own closet!