Saturday, February 02, 2013
Last month when my amazing, awesome mother-in-law shipped me the boxes of clothes she no longer wants/needs, she included several kinds of pajamas and nightshirts. While I still can't fit into some of the pajamas (they are older ones, before the vanity sizing crap) I put on one of the long flannel nightshirts.
Now, I have worn the nightshirts before. They are really nice, LONG ones, but they wouldn't fit down over my belly and my butt, so I had to bunch them up around my waist and wear pajama pants or sweats with them. HAD past tense. This time it fit down over everything! Not with any spare room, I admit. I could walk and sit , but there wasn't any room for drafts.
STILL! It FIT! The scale may not be budging much, my knee may still be annoyingly painful (which is why I am writing this blog at 3am!) BUT I FIT IN A 2X NIGHTSHIRT THAT DOESN'T STRETCH!!!
I would do a happy dance, but my stupid knee would probably tip me on the floor. Oh well.
Now, if I can just get everything else to start going this well...