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Monday, August 18, 2008

Confessions of a Fat Girl....

It's 10 p.m. on Monday night. I have had today and Friday off. I had Thursday off too--if you count it as that, considering I came home from work not feeling well. There went 6 hours of hard earned PTO. Darn it.

Tonight I'm getting out what I plan to wear tomorrow. I'm no fashionista. Trust me. I get up at 5:30 a.m. and I am then out the door before 6 a.m. to catch my bus which leaves at 6:30 a.m. to then get to work before 7:30 a.m. My fashion consists of comfort. Pure comfort.

Ahhh....the life of a commuter, who chose to live outside of the city to be with the Big Guy.

Ain't love grand.

Anyway, I've decided on a brown capri pant with a tan shirt. I noticed that the pants need to be ironed. And my idea of fun is not waiting to do that tomorrow morning. I'm lucky I can find the bathroom in the morning, much less function enough to iron.

As I'm ironing out the worst wrinkles in the world, I think to myself, "What's the use. By the time I get out of the car at the park-n-ride, my pants will have the 'fat girl crease'."

Don't know what that is? Oh, let me share it with you.

It's the "stretch lines" that are created when you sit down. They stretch over your hips and thighs. And when you get up, you have a ripple effect with the wrinkles that you've now created. In fact, the wrinkles are so tight they don't come out with an iron the next time you wear them.

Oh, and don't you dare tell me that the skinny girls get it too.

Yeah. They get it only over their hips.

They don't get it over their thighs.

No, my pants are too small or too tight--in case you're wondering. In fact, they're a little big. Thank you. But geez, with all this walking, you'd think I'd be 3 sizes smaller.

Oh. Wait. With all the walking comes an increased appetite. Yeah. The idea to lose weight on this walk has been shot all to hell and back.

So, there it is. My rant of being a fat girl.

I'm off to bed. To hopefully burn off the gigantic bowl of ice-cream I ate tonight. You do burn calories when you sleep, right?

1 comment:

hulagirlatheart said...

Does it make you feel better to know that skinny girls are more likely to break a hip when they get old 'cause they don't have anything to pad the fall? :)