Wordless Wednesday

I tend to dress myself in a mostly dark room - The H gets to sleep in. It's unfair, I know.

Yesterday, I reached in my closet, and pulled out some capri's. I was pretty bummed to find that they were a little tighter than I remembered them being. Not uncomfortably tight, just not as loose as I thought they were. I've been REALLY reasonable with what I eat, even after Sunday's race. And yet... tight pants. Really?!

I tried to ignore it.

I was dumbfounded, but assumed I just was somehow eating too much.

And then, after I got home and was changing out of work clothes, I happened to glance down at the label.

Oh, hai, size 8. I haven't worn you in.... 15 years?

These were pants I got, and stuck on a side of my closet because I liked them, but they didn't fit. So I hung on to them, like a crazy person, because SOMEDAY, they just might.

Welcome to someday.