Way Past the Fifteen Day Mark

I had been hoping that, after fifteen days, I would have amazing news to share with ya’ll. “Hey guys! It’s been past fifteen days of working out and I lost one hundred pounds!” Okay, maybe not that amazing...but I was hoping for something great to share about my progress. Unfortunately, you all get to hear that I have worked out TWICE in fifteen days. Yes, yes, I added an extra workout since the my previous posting. Good for me! Ha, ha.

After my workout, I went into my closet. Did you know I only have two shirts – both are t-shirts – that fit me? Also, we mustn’t forget my one pair of holey-jeans. So, I went to Kohl’s to buy some shirts. I love Kohl’s. They have fatty clothes that are still stylish. Wal-Mart tries very hard, but fatties look fatter in Wally World’s apparel. I have Lane Bryant, but that’s an hour’s drive away…with the gas prices so high, I ain’t driving that far for apparel.

As I came home, ready to hang my TWO b-e-a-utiful Kohl’s shirts in my closet, I noticed that I have no closet space! Clothes that don’t fit me are being selfish and taking up all my closet space. It’s bad enough that they are hating on me and refuse to stretch to my size, but to take up ALL my closet space…? How rude!

I contemplated what to do. I have clothes from when I was a size eight in my storage. Before I realize, they – too – will be hanging in my closet…someday…but I digress. I don’t want to donate or trash my apparel, because – with just a couple plus ten, maybe fifteen, pounds – I will be able to wear those clothes again. So, storage unit it is!

I went to Staple’s to buy boxes. “I need one box for my thin sweaters, one box for my thick sweaters…oh, heck, let’s just get all of the boxes.” Then I got started working. As I was packing, I remembered that I stored – okay stuffed –clothes that were two sizes smaller in my cabinet. “Well, since I’m packing, I might as well store those too!” So, I pulled those clothes out of my cabinet. Then, such a great idea hit my head like a hammer to a nail, “I should get my storage clothes and sort those out also!” The beginning of a BIG project came to be.

I, now, sleep on the couch with my two dogs accompanying me. Then, in the mornings, I look into my bedroom – the only private place where I can work out– and think, “I need to finish this; so, I can exercise!” It’s been five days of clothes organizing and storage. Whose great idea was this anyway!?!