The giant underthings of doom
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
This morning, while changing for work I realized I had a problem. The problem is of ginornous proportions. It is huge, saggy, and made out of fabric. It hangs out in my underwear drawer and is a direct result of weight loss.
~MY UNDERWEAR IS HUGE ON ME!!!~
Now, normally, it wouldn't be a problem. Most likely I wouldn't even notice this occurrence in the real world. I would stroll over to the mall, local sports store or Wal-Mart and pick up some new underthings, most likely before the old ones got really big to begin with. Out here, it's impossible. I have a few things on order, but it takes a while for mail to get in, so in my months of losing weight I have to put up with underpants that literally slide off my (thankfully) shrinking behind and bras that are too big to do what they are designed to do anymore. It is uncomfortable and rather annoying, to say the least. Thankfully, my sports bras have withstood the challenge of my changing body, so at least I don't have to worry about compromising the quality of my workouts due to ill-fitting clothing.
At least the problem is confined only to my underwear. I wear uniforms day in and day out, and so don't have to really worry about how they look on me, and if they are a little (or a lot) saggy, well, no one will care. As of today I do have a small set on order... Yey!!!!!!!
So, ladies, (and gentlemen too, to lesser extent) any time you roll to a store to pick up a fresh set of underthings, count your blessings! Because it's the small things in life - like a pair of extremely saggy underthings - that make our lives a little more annoying.
On that note, c'mon, Victoria's Secret! Hurry up with my order!