I have a hard time getting rid of things. I don't think that should come as a surprise to anyone who knows me. I think I've got a collector's mentality about many things. I've been buying, reading and collecting comics since I was ten years old, and comics are things that you buy and save. So not discarding things just seems natural to me. With all the preparations we've been doing to get the house in decent shape, I've started learning how to purge. We have so much stuff in this house, it's unbelievable. It's not Hoarders volume, but it's still too much stuff. As we've been purging room after room, the whole process seems to be getting easier. Having rooms without clutter feels great.
This morning I made another breakthrough. I decided it was time to get rid of my fat clothes. They've been packed up in totes in the basement for a couple of years now. I was very hesitant to EVER get rid of them. My reasoning made perfect sense to me. The clothes are perfectly good. Sure, they don't fit, but if I ever gain the weight back, I won't have to go out and buy new clothes. If I never gain the weight back, well that's great, too. They can stay in the basement. Today I realized that if they never fit me again, I'm still going to have to move them and that's the last thing I want to lug around with me. So I lugged them up to the living room and sorted them out, bagged them up and brought them to Goodwill. This is how serious I was about doing it. It only got up to 11 or 12 degrees today. And I still made a point of going outside and loading up the car only to unload it when I got there. Brrrrrrrr..
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While we were sorting out the clothes, Ken handed me a pair of my old pants. They were a pair he bought me when I started my new job back in December 2005. I couldn't believe how roomy they are now.
Then I found one of my favorite old shirts. Since I tried on the pants, I had to try on the shirt, too. Doesn't it look good on me?
Finally, I just love this shot. It blows my mind to see it. I still don't believe I'm this thin. My brain still refuses to acknowledge that I look like this. I want to tattoo it on the inside of my eyelids or something because that is not the body I see when I think about myself or even when I look in the mirror. But in pictures I can see it.
5 comments:
Congrats! I have "fat clothes" too and for a while I could wear the 'fat pants' if I used suspenders but now I look like Bozo the CLown - not the Reagan one - if I do that.
Just remember - your smile's the same - charming and joyous!
Wow. I think you've made a grand decision. You don't need those clothes anymore :-) Well done!!
Well, sir, even if you don't think you see yourself thin, that smile on your face tells me otherwise! :) You've come a LONG way in five short years. Just be healthy about your choices, keep up your activity level, and you'll remain skinny n sexy as long as you want to.
WELL DONE! And yay on you for donating those old clothes. It's a great way to start shedding those images of your former self. Therapeutic, even.
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wow. You should feel proud of yourself... Well Done!
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