Yesterday after Mass, I was going to run to the gym and then home to make breakfast. My daughter had told me last night that she would like to meet me at the gym. But she didn't answer her cell phone. "Probably still sleeping", I reasoned.
I wished at that point that I was home in bed. Very tired, I was. And hungry. And without my rice cakes! I decided right then and there, on the bus to take a detour. I hopped off at Burgerville- they have gluten free buns. And electrical outlets so I could charge my ever dying Kindle. I felt the need to sit and contemplate my life so far over a hot meal.
And hit the pause button for a bit.
Best decision I made in awhile! I tried my daughter's cell again. No answer. I sighed peacefully, enjoying the moment. I looked out the window at the traffic flowing steadily on SE Powell Boulevard. Then I noticed it. My pulse quickened. I grinned, downed the last drop of my coffee and flew out the door, heading towards the Goodwill Store across the street.
I had not shopped for clothes since the summer. I planned on going in and trying on a pair or two of jeans and maybe a sweater and a workout shirt.
I walked into the store. Right away I noticed the clearance colored tag of the day was yellow. I was a bit disoriented. They had moved things around since my last visit. I wandered a bit, searching for the plus size section.
When I found it I laughed out loud. People stared. But I didn't care. I had just realized that I probably did not need to shop the plus section any longer! I walked briskly and merrily to the "regular" women's jeans. I grabbed five pairs and a shirt and practically skipped back to the dressing room.
I tried not to call attention to myself by YEEHAWING when 4 out of 5 pairs slid right on! The fifth pair slid up my newly svelte legs, but would not go around my belly. Probably those chocolates last week.
I stepped out of the fifth pair, a like-new pair of black "Jones Jeans". I looked at the tag. I covered my mouth and stifled a "whoop-whoop" of joy.
Size 12!! I did a happy dance right there in the dressing room.
I bought all five pairs. The size 12 pair had a yellow tag.
They cost $3.49.
No more chocolate for this woman. At least not until I can button those size twelves!
CAN I HAVE THAT YEEHAW NOW?!!!
Happy Tuesday!
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