Day 22: .8

I think I screwed up the dates. I do know today is day 22/23, so we'll just deal with it.

A .8 today. Doesn't "officially" count, but it counts for me! There's some hormonal business involved, so perhaps that's why there was no loss yesterday.

Ok, time for The Tale of the Clothes. Yesterday I went through them all. Through. Them. All. My poor back! And my poor husband for having to haul the gigantic, heavy box to Goodwill today (thanks, honey). I am an overproducing pain factory today, that's for sure. A big part of attacking this project now is my chiropractor appt. scheduled for tomorrow!

I divested myself of a full 2/3 of my clothing. First the bad, then the good. The bad was I definitely had some emotion in getting rid of many items. In part because my mom bought a lot of them for me, and in part because I've lived a lot of life in those clothes--many memories attached. It's been 17 years since I was this size (hello, 1x--nice to see you again!). I did keep an underbed tupperware with my very favorites, both because I want to have a little something "just in case" and for emotional reasons.

I'm not getting rid of all that just to burn the ships, while I see the merit in that. There are a number of reasons. A lot of the clothes never fit right to begin with. Some were worn out (those did not go to Goodwill but will be repurposed into rags, fabric, etc). But most importantly, I'm trying to put my house on a diet. I often grouse about having a small house, but maybe what I need is less crap. For years I've said I want to have fewer clothes. I mean, seriously peeps, don't we all wear the same several items over and over 'cause we like 'em?

I feel really happy to now SEE everything in my (tiny) closet. Shoes, too. I tried them all on and got rid of the nice ones that don't fit--indeed, never fit right! And to my joy I discovered my Converse still fit (forgot them buried in the rubble). Oh, Converse, how did I live without you so long?

Ooooh, one more thing to tell you! In the past few times over the last decade I'd lost weight (though I never did better than 10# higher than now), I'd buy clothes on my beloved Lands' End Overstock section. Sometimes I'd see a REALLY cute shirt or something in the 1x and order it, believing I'd "be able to fit it soon." Well, the soon never came.

Thank the Lord LE never changes--and now I have several new, uber cool shirts and nighties (I had been in a nightly state of discomfiture due to too large nighties). They're not loose, so I believe I should be all set for the next several months to come.