When I wear clothes, I wear them out, until they are threadbare, torn, covered in paint or dirt stains. I can still find items I’ve had since sophomore year of high school and because most the things I used to wear back then were oversized to begin with, they still fit.
However, I am running into a problem I have never had before. My tops have always been loose, I was always just more comfortable that way. On the other hand, my bottoms (pants, skirts, shorts) simply fit, the way they were supposed to. If I stand on a scale, I weigh about the average weight I have weighed for the last seven years, but somehow through all my work outs I’ve reshaped my body. The weight is still there, but none of my bottoms fit, and I look like a baggy wanna-be thug.
Not exactly the image of professionalism I want to present to anyone, let alone our clientele. Solution: Go shopping. Being female, this should be a favorite pass time. Right???
I’ve never liked that stereo type. One, because it’s a stereo-type and two, because I’d rather be trapped in boring lecture for three hours than go shopping for one. At least in the lecture, I might actually learn something, or get in a nap. Shopping, I’ll end up cranky, tired and the sad owner of a smaller bank account.
Honestly though I need clothes that fit, and don’t proclaim that I’m still in high school. Times like this I begin to realize that this whole transition into adulthood isn’t going to happen quite as quickly as all the other transitions, people my age have gone through.
It is an unusual concept to comprehend. As a student, I changed schools, five times, I changed teachers, close to 100 times, my housing location changed at least 6 times, the job I’ve held has changed, 8 times. Now that I’m no longer a student, the changes are fewer, and yet more encompassing, it takes longer to find housing that fits, and I’ll hold this job longer than the rest (I hope). I might even obtain a new vehicle (new to me but not new).
Eventually, everything will fit together the way it is supposed to. I'm still teaching myself patience.
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