A goal I set for myself was to do the best I could while my 20th wedding anniversary countdown commenced. There is to be an anniversary portrait, set up 3 months ago. I got my hair done and planned on buying a new outfit. I'll treat myself to a manicure.

The other day I got my hair cut. I went to several clothing stores to get "that"special outfit. I put buying it off as long as I could because I was determined to be in the best shape I could come the big day.

I finally hit upon a cute, sexy but modest top that flattered me when I held it next to my face. It was in a much smaller size! I hate trying on clothes but something told me I should. Good thing I listened to my instinct. It was so large on me it made me look dumpy. Disappointed I looked at what a couple of other stores had to offer.

My conclusion: I don't know what size I am or where to go. I am now in "normal" clothes. I actually had moments when I was resentful of the weight loss.

I've got something flattering in my closet I will wear. I'll get my nails done. I'll celebrate not only my anniversary, but me growing as a person.