I wore pants to work today. For the first time in probably three months. Now it might be reasonable to consider that wearing dresses in the summer was purely for my own enjoyment. It fact that is not the case. I had gotten too chubby to fit into my pants. Stuffed sausage might be an appropriate term. And rather than purchase new, larger pants, I chose to rotate the same 5 dresses on a weekly basis. But with temperatures falling and fog advisories rising, it's time to retire the dresses for another season. So after a month of eating tiny salads from Whole Foods, I'm happy to say that today I fit into my black cafe capris.
Not comfortably, mind you, but it's a start.
