Today, I decided to go for a swim at the Y. I found one of my way too small bathing suits. Viola! I could now go for a swim. I strapped myself into the suit on Monday, and checked to see how much better it would fit. Ah … um … well … it was only slightly baggy in the chest area, but I could fix that by crossing the straps. Ok, only sort of fix that, BUT I was sure I was in NO danger of coming out. The legs were just a tad loose but should be fine. I wasn’t going to do any canon balls or high dives, just a few laps. I swam on Monday just fine … only a few problems.
I knew I would have to be careful how I came up out of the water. Obviously, I was MUCH larger across the chest and back previously, and the twins kept trying to escape, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle … On Monday. So much for thinking this wouldn’t be a problem. I hadn’t taken into account buoyancy. The legs did pretty well … on Monday … so, I felt safe to go for another quick swim today. Hahahahaha! Well … think again.
What was left of the elasticity vanished when I got into the water today. The twins were harder to keep in check, and then in mid stroke, with a male life guard watching my bathing suit abandoned covering my rear and became a THONG! I don’t have a rear for a thong! I don’t want to look at thongs on girls behinds that are gorgeous and perfectly fit. On me???? YUCK! In mid-pool you can’t stop stroking to correct the wedgey — I’m just sayin’ … That suit is GARBAGE! I know we don’t live in Abu Dhabi, but I ain’t showin’ my rear, nor wearin’ NO THONGS! YUCK! YUCK! And Double YUCK!
Don’t worry there won’t be a picture of my request, (No thongs Please). Whew! We can all breathe easier now. I will never put you through such a sight! Promise.
Now, that I have recovered from my trauma with my suit … a Wonderful problem to have I might add … I am going to take Sophie girl shopping for a NEW suit for Ami! Just sayin’ — grammies gotta keep her rear and chest covered to feel good about herself. I love having this problem. It just keeps surprising me daily … my nice new size-14-fit-me-tightly shorts from Banana Republic are almost too big on me. The few pants that I own now have become baggy and ill fitting, and my shirts that were tight fitting are now loosey goosey. Yea!?!? I love losing, but I like to collect clothing. This is a no-can-do right now. Gotta get my mind around that. I have to reprogram my brain to understand this is a no collecting clothing Transition. I need to start to catch Dizi Daisy’s fever and enjoy the whole new clothes shopping thing. I hear Beth and Dizi in my head telling me: “Go shopping.” “Reward yourself with something yummy” (Clothing–NOT food). I am working on it girls! I like building a wardrobe, I will have to let that go and … well … guess it is time to hit the consignment shop again. Heck, maybe the thrift store, then I wouldn’t feel so bad about dumping them once a month. 🙂
Well … off to find a swim suit … not going “used” for that that purchase (gentle or otherwise used is a NO-GO) … just sayin’. 🙂
Have a great rest of your day ……S