Hair and clothes

I got on the scale this morning because I needed a bit of motivation. I was hoping and praying that it would show a loss, and... it did! Four pounds below my starting weight! Yay! Believe it or not, that one little pound was really helpful in motivating me to make good eating decisions today. This week I'm really busy with work so I don't know that I'll have time to exercise, but it's the eating that's going to get me to lose weight, so that's what I need the most motivation for. Motivation: found!

I decided, finally, to stop this crazy idea of growing my hair out and get my hair cut. I have a couple of really cute styles picked out, and I was going to go have my hair done this weekend, but then I thought, Why not make the haircut a reward for losing ten pounds?! So that's what I'm doing. Trust me, I want to have my hair cut bad enough to lose another six pounds. I really can't take it anymore. So I'll keep eating my Lean Cuisines and hopefully in another two weeks or so I'll be able to go get some new hair.

Can I just say a word or two about pants? This morning I put on a pair of jeans and realized that I hate them. HATE THEM. They fit (albeit a little snugly since they're fresh out of the wash), but awkwardly. Also, they're straight-legged. What on EARTH possessed me to buy straight-legged jeans? I'll tell you what: desperation. Because when you're fat, buying clothes isn't a mission to find a cute outfit that shows the world the person you really are. It's a grab-anything attempt at finding something to cover your body. If it makes you look good, so much the better. Oh, I could have gone to Lane Bryant and paid $50 for a pair of flare-legged jeans, but times are tough and I'm not going to pay $50 when I can buy pants for $20 at ShopKo. I tell you, I can't wait until I get back down to my low weight (probably about 45 pounds or so). I was still fat, but dang it, clothes were actually starting to look good on me, and I had a much wider selection of clothes to wear. I can't wait to get back there again. Heck, I won't even have to go shopping because I have all my old clothes still in my closet. Won't it be a good day when I can fit back into them? I think so.

So, back to work! For haircuts and smaller clothes! And, of course, Monaco!