ALL of my jeans are now my "skinny jeans"
You know, the ones you can wear properly as soon as you lose those few extra pounds? Even my FAT jeans, the ones I could wear on the chubbiest, most PMS-ey of days, are now fitting quite snugly.
It always amuses/irritates me that the moment things start going well in one area, or two or three, another must go to crap. Like when God opens a door, he slams a window down on your fingers. I'm speaking of the economy, and the fact that I cannot seem to get a job. I understand I'm not the only one in this boat. I really do. But dammit, I will wallow in self pity, I will! It's just a matter of self-confidence. It's starting to make me question things. Things like, has every professional/academic decision I've ever made been the wrong one? Should I have gone with another major? Should I have gotten better grades and just gone straight to grad school? Can I really DO anything? Do I have any abilities at all, besides serving food and playing with children that will enable me to go anywhere?? I don't even know how to use EXCEL, for God's sake! I don't have any office experience, and I truly feel like I missed a page somewhere. And apparently I am trying to fill that page with ice cream and macaroni and cheese.
Today is my ex's birthday, and also his first wedding anniversary. It's my prom date's first anniversary. Strange, huh? Ah, life. For the first time in a long time, I can honestly say I am happy for him and wish him the very best, as he does for me. He deserves it. We both deserve it.
Anyway...The Britney concert is in less than a month! Excitement abounds! Till then, I'll let Brit herself be my inspiration. If she can have two children, be married to K-Fed, have a meltdown and STILL bounce back and get into shape, so can I. Right? RIGHT?
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