Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 23 April 2015

Todays motivation is fat pants. Unless you're short none of this will probably make sense to you. I am 5 foot tall. That's it. No inches. Just 5 foot tall. Apparently that is shorter than petite because it's next to impossible to find pants that aren't too long. They are always just a smidge too long. Not long enough to go to the bother of having them taken up but long enough that they drag a little and if it's wet they suck water up the back of your leg so when you get to work and you sit on your foot because well.. you don't believe in sitting properly then you get a wet butt and it looks like you peed yourself but you didn't you're just a person that sits on her foot. You're only saving grace is high heels which suck when you're going from a farm with a gravel driveway to a job where everyone thinks they are in the middle of fashion week. Solution? Complain alot.

Anyways.... I have a favorite pair of slacks. They range from size 18-14. I can go between those two sizes and they still fit comfortably. Granted at the 14 range they appear to get longer but they are comfy! Yesterday.. in the washing machine.. they suffered a mortal injury. The ends of the slacks gave out. I now have the end of the slack and a strip of fabric that doesn't seem to have any purpose other than to get caught on the back of a heel. It's not even connected at the end anymore because they've dragged on the ground for so long. It's tragic I tell you tragic!! So I sewed the bottom strip to the leg of the pants.. It's a triage fix at best. It won't help the slacks survive much longer. I only extended it's life by a couple of months at best. It's bad man bad. You can start to see the grey lose it's grey on the edge. I didn't know grey could turn white.. but it's headed that way.

I need to lose the weight stat. I REFUSE to go shopping for another pair of comfy fat slacks. If I'm going to the effort of shopping it better be for a smaller freaking pair of comfy slacks.. that feel like pj pants.. and make me feel better when my feet are about to fall off from the heels because the slacks will be just a smidge too long... and i'm too lazy to hem things. Plus when you hem them you look like you're ready for the flood when you sit and those days where you have a brain fart and you're socks don't match because no one has folded laundry and you're just glad you're not wearing your husbands tube socks... ok maybe this is just me. But still. I'm losing this freaking weight before the slacks rip out in the butt.