Part of this process includes sorting through my clothes to allocate them to the proper box. The sorting process all depends on what size I was this time around...because at any given moment I will have 3 different sizes in my closet to accommodate "fat days, skinny days, really fat days, just want comfort days, self conscious about the belly days, need to look a little dressed up or just lounging around days. Now granted I think probably most women have the same wide variety in their clothing options, but how many had them in 3 sizes just in case?
I never get rid of the fatter clothes just in case next year I NEED them. A girl's got to be prepared, right? And I could never count on sustained weight loss. I just never knew if the pounds would stay away or pack back on.
Not this time. Every pound that I've lost I'm waving goodbye to permanently. So far about 40 of them. I'm thrilled with that...and with 40 pounds has come the evolution of sizes.
So I cleaned out my closet.
And I'm staring at these clothes and saying to myself, "holy manadgia of all chooches...everything in my closet now fits." I can't tell you how long its been since I've been able to open my closet up and just put on anything thats in it without fear of it being too small, too tight, too whatever!
So I've waved goodbye to those size 24, 22 and 20's...and have my size 18's all hanging up and folded and it feels GOOOOOOOD!
Extra bonus points too because I've eliminated a box (size 18 clothes) that I've been moving around with me for the last 10 years "just in case I finally lost that weight." That box equals more CLOSET SPACE! And I'm planning the most expensive shopping trip when I hit my goal!