One size down....

I have a love - hate relationship with buying clothes. I love to buy them. Yet I hate to but them because I always think I'll just wait until I lose weight to buy new clothes.
Now in my closet I have jeans from a size 26 to a size 16 never wanting to throw the smaller sizes out because I was always going to fit back into them. This year I have worn jeans way more then usual, but I only have three pair that fit so I wear them and then wash the two on the third day to wear on Thursday and Friday. I just struggle with going out and spending money on new jeans, especially because in about a month, I will switch to Capri's.
So over the weekend, I ripped one of the pair of jeans snow-mobiling. Dang-it!!!! Last night I went through my pile of jeans and started trying on my jeans and what did I find. Well, the 26 are gone,the only pair I had were too big and got caught on a barb wired fence and are now toast. 24's are okay and are starting to get to big, they will see their last winter. But I am excited because the 22's I can now fit into, no problem. Yeah, I am so excited and proud of myself .

BYE -BYE 22's you too have seen your last winter!!!!