i made it

[charlz_lynn]

i think that my anxiety has been related to my smoking. last night, i drove through new york city, by myself... something that certainly would have had me in the throes of a panic attack four weeks ago. but it was fine. crazy.

grover and i went shopping today! i've put on so much weight that none of my clothes fit me anymore. and i've wanted girl clothes for a long time, anyway. so we went to the old navy outlet store, and i spent $120 on clothes. It was GREAT! I got:
1 jean skirt
1 tweed skirt (score of the century!!)
1 button-up pink and red stripey girl-shirt
black capri leggings
1 pr socks. knee-high with hearts.
1 pr. jeans
1 pr. brown wider-legged pants with tan stitching
2 thermal shirts w/prints on them. one clouds, one stars
1 print t-shirt
1 beater that's purple with horseshoes and things on it.

I'm so effin excited, i can't even tell you. and i figure, it's a good reward. a new wardrobe for quitting. i mean, i need it, cause in the last 3 weeks i've outgrown all my clothes. and i like my new curves. but it was hard to feel that way when none of my clothes fit.

ps. i really like my girlfriend.

Comments

[avnerd.livejournal.com]

hell ya - you go shopping! it's certainly well deserved. Congrats on continuing to do your body good. I too bought a couple of new wardrobe items today. Once you don't need money for smokes, it's more readily available (even in small quantities) for some fun consumerism.

go team no-smoking!

xo

(any chance you'll be around new york on new years? will i ever get to see you outside of the woods?)

[charlz-lynn.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't miss it for all the pie in the world!! I'm pretty much gonna be here until then, and can't wait to see you around buildings!
Thanks for all the affirming words. I can't even tell you how much it helps.
i hate how much i love being a consumer sometimes. :) but i do love it.
and on team no-smoking: i feel like our community is beating it. been thinking about how many people have quit in the last year and a half. so great... i don't think i could pay attention before. shame and oblivion are domestic partners.