No, there isn't anything new to report here at Renae's Room.
Actually, I had an embarrassing incident and I have to share it.
As I mentioned in the last letter I've been starving myself and
exercising regularly and consequently have had a major weight loss.
I don't weigh very often but the last time I was on the scales I
was pleased to find a 72 pound loss.
Losing weight has been a lot of fun in some ways. I was wearing
clothes that were huge and sloppy and didn't show my shape - or the
lack of it. When I started losing I didn't buy any new clothes to
show off my shrinking figure, I just kept wearing the old ones that
covered me up. Consequently, people didn't notice my weight loss.
About 5 - 10 pounds ago I'd had enough with the large clothes and
started scrounging around my closet looking for something to wear.
I found 3 pair of pants and one blouse that fits. I still have a few
pounds to go and can't see spending a lot of money on a wardrobe that
I'm only going to be wearing for a short while. But, I do need to
have SOMETHING to wear. I went to WalMart. Their selection was
very small. All the dresses in the store were on one rack - one
small rack. I shuffled through these dresses and found two that
would work that didn't cost too much. Actually, I only found two
that would work and I didn't like either one. But, I needed a dress
for church. So, I picked out the dress I liked the best and was
in the process of putting it in the cart when it hit me that I had
better measure the length. The dress was so long it would have
dragged the floor when I wore it and the pattern was such that
I couldn't hem it without ruining it. So, no new dress yet.
But like I was saying I only have 3 pair of pants and 1 blouse
that fits. Not exactly church attire but I'm not one to go in
for tradition. So, at about a 60 - 65 pound weight loss with
everyone used to seeing me wearing tents, I showed up in clothes
that fit. That was fun. People just kept staring but they
wouldn't say anything to me. They were all going to my mother
and complimenting her on my weight loss. She would come and
tell me what was said. My brother told her I needed to buy some
clothes that fit. My neice's husband said that he wanted to
poke me with his elbow and say, "Well, hey there, Babe!" One
person did say something to me. He told me I was just going to
dry up and blow away. That would be fun.
Telling you about the weight loss is not why I'm writing this.
I want to relate an incident that was caused by my weight loss
which happened to me last Friday.
I was back in the WalMart, walking around minding my own business
when my underwear fell off! I was mortified! It was SO embarrassing!
I walked over to the ladies department and got some new panties
then went and found Abe and told him we had to leave, NOW.
When selecting my new unmentionables I checked the sizing chart
and intentionally bought them too small. The next day I opened
the package, put them on and pulled them all the way up to
my armpits! They fit like a French cut, strapless swimsuit.