Retail Therapy

We have all been there...gained weight...have to go buy the 'fat pants'....well...I was there this weekend. I had to do it. I had put it off long enough. Walking around uncomfortable and looking a bit like a human sausage every day had grown very old. I had enough. I told Eric that I was just going to go by myself cause I was embarrassed. While it is TOTALLY fun to take EVERYONE with you and shout to the heavens that you have to go to the store to buy SMALLER pants...it is the total opposite when you have to buy the fat pants. So I was going to slink off alone and do the dreaded purchasing. Eric suggested that I should text 2 of my best friends to go with me...so ...I swallowed my pride and sent the text. And they rallied around me like you would not believe.
Not only did they come with me...the gave me moral support...had positive things to say to uplift me...found AWESOMELY cute clothes for me to buy...found great jewelry to go with said outfits...we went to lunch...shopped the sales...and had a blast! We laughed a joked and talked and laughed some more...all while digging through the sales rack cause that is the way we roll. And the next thing I knew...I had the fat pants purchased...and I was still happy...NOT crying..and having a great time.
Never underestimate the power of your best girlfriends...these 2 ladies were answers to my prayers this weekend...
And after I finished shopping with the girls I pampered myself with a new haircut...and 2 new pairs pf shoes...
Yes a little retail therapy is nice.