You know... the days where everything makes you cry and you really don't know why. Had a great conversation with DH today. I called him in the middle of my breakdown after going to three different stores to find jeans to wear with my new boots.
DH: Hello
Me: (sobbing)
DH: What's wrong?
Me: (more sobbing)..... I can't fit into my reg size!
DH: Oh... that's ok.
Me: No... it's not!
DH: Soo..... Did you find any jeans?
Me: ................ (I hung up)
I know I was probably over reacting but I was/am really upset. It would be different if I was pg or have a baby to show for the fact that I can't wear the same size anymore but... I dont! He just doesn't understand...
Re: It's been one of those days...
Thanks... I did get a pair of boots. I got some putty colored ones so that I can wear them with black and brown. Maybe I need to get those new Rebok shoes that tone you.
I really don't have a right to whine... I forgot to mention that during this conversation I was downing a cheeseburger from McDonalds. It def didn't help my situation but made me feel better for a minute!