I can't think of a title right now.......just me rambling...

Jun 25, 2009

Ok, so I know I just posted a couple of days ago, but I've got new things that I'd like to put in my journal. :)

So my fave pair of jeans that I've been wearing lately are a size 26. My capris that I can no longer wear unless I tie them really tight are a size 26. All my dress pants that I had are either 26 or 28. Last night I was outside doing work in my flower gardens and I was getting sick and tired of having to pull my pants up all the time. It's to the point where I don't have to unbutton them to get them off, I can just slide them right off. Not to mention the neighbors are probably getting tired of looking at my ass! So anyway, I decided to dig through my closet to see what I had in there for jeans because I can not stand wearing a belt. I found 2 pairs of 24s, one of which still had the tags on them and I never wore. I was a little surprised that I was able to fit into them now. So yay there. I dug a little deeper and found a couple pairs of 22s. Even bigger shocker that I could get them on! They were a little snug, but hey, I got them buttoned and I got them zipped up without having to do the usual jump up and down or lay on the bed. So now I am on a mission to find new jeans and get rid of all the ones that don't fit me so I'm not tempted to wear them. I refuse, however, to give up my flannel pants! Those I can alter.

As of this morning, I am down to 256. This is just so hard to believe after thinking about what I was at. I never thought I would ever be under 300 again. I have an awesome support system with my husband, family and friends. Jon has really been helping to make sure I'm doing what I need to and really looks out for me. My family has been more than accomodating when it comes to visiting them and meals and doing more active things. Their consideration to meet my needs is so overwhelming to me at times and isn't something that I'm quite used to yet. I was surprised last weekend when my brother in law called me while I was at my mom's and went over everything that he was going to be grilling for the birthday party and asked if there was anything special I wanted or any certain way I would like something done for me. Then of course there's my mom who was pestering me about my pants and that I had to keep pulling them up. My comment was, what? don't like seeing what color panties I got on today? LOL And the biggest shocker to me -- my Dad has been calling more often checking up on me. He called me Tuesday and asked how I was doing and how things are going and how much I've lost. I told him and he was like, wow, I can't wait to see you! I never really ever talk to my Dad, and the only time I did was when I called him, so that is another good thing that has come out of all of this.

I know there are things that I need to do better to make the most of my weight loss. Everything I don't do is just hindering where I could be by now. I am happy with how things have come thus far, but have decided to go back to basics to make the most of this. It is a challenge, but I knew it wouldn't be easy when I made the decision to go with surgery.

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