If It Fits...

I slammed the car door behind me and rushed across the parking lot, high heels "click, click, clicking" in a near run to the door. I swiped my badge and hurried to my desk hoping no one would notice my labored breathing. Late for work again. Second time this week. The problem isn't that I wake up late or waste time in the morning. It's my clothes!!! Nothing fits anymore! Don't let me mislead you - I am happy to have lost weight, although the way I lost it was miserable!! And shopping is going to be a blast... especially to my checkbook! But to try on skirt after skirt after pants after dress and nothing fit? It's very frustrating. And it makes me a little nervous. Being recently divorced, I'm getting back into the dating world and I'm starting to be a little scared about "shopping" the dating market. :) People aren't like clothes you can mend to your liking or donate to Salvation Army -- if only it were that simple!! But shopping should really be fun! Maybe I will find the perfect dress that fits just right...