Wednesday, March 03, 2021
I put my underwear on inside out this morning.
I didn’t grab a mask at home, and it took me 3 mask changes and over 2 hours to adapt to the mask I’m wearing for the workday.
I paid a bill with the wrong account number.
On the bright side, I’m thicc enough again to wear my pretty ring. G-d bless DH for loving me through all my sizes. This is the ring he gave me after our nearly-divorcing, when I was at my heaviest:
As the therapist told me back in those days, “You’re healthier than you think you are.”
Well, there’s always room for improvement!