Tomorrow, it’s the biannual Area (Nadfas, that is) meeting. I’m secretary, taking that on was a mistake and the Sage warned me and he was right. I’ve sort of enjoyed it, but am only just getting to grips with it (that’s not all my fault, but I underestimated the work at the start) and someone else would be far better at the job. I’m not holding my breath at finding a volunteer, mind you, in time for next March.
And so it’s time to be positive and happy, because that’s what this blog is for. And indeed, I can do positive and happy on this occasion – in respect of clothes, which makes it even better.
More than 30 years ago, the Sage took me shopping for my birthday. In advance of my birthday that is, shopping really isn’t a biggie in my life. But on this occasion, he found that he was buying me a green skirt in diagonal checks and a dark green velvet jacket. The skirt was worn for some years and I suppose was eventually disposed of, but the jacket, less worn, found its way to the back of the wardrobe. In due course I became too fat for it (its a 10, which is smaller than today’s size 10) and it languished. I never threw it out, though.
Today, I wore it and it fits. And I’m wearing a skirt that is over 20 years old too, also grown out of for a while. I’m wearing the necklace of green stones that I bought in Malta the year before last, so not everything is ancient – but I’m really happy to have lost so much weight that I’m almost the size I want to be. And I’ve done it really, really slowly, which is very good. I’m finally at the weight my doctor told me to be 5 years ago and within half a stone of the weight I feel myself at.