Today I made it to the mall and went into a plus sized womens store. One of the ladies asked me if I needed help looking for something. I told her I was looking for pants, but I didn't know what size I was. The last pair of pants I bought were an 18 and were very roomy. I told her that I had no idea what size I was and she asked me what I last bought. I told her about the 18. I grabbed a 20 and 22 and went to the dressing room. To my surprise, neither psir fit. I went to get a bigger size - 24. It was pretty snug, not much for growing room. THats the largest that the store goes to in fitted pants. 24! Wow. If I get any bigger I will have to wear pants that are stretchy like cotton or (Yikes) spandex.
I'm dreading the holidays. Lots of food, and time with people. I have'nt seen my family sincce THanksgiving in October and I've gained since then. My mother would probably love to send her comments my way. (We don't get along)