
I always thought I would get them tailored. Of course I didn't because I don't get anything tailored. The outfit I wanted to wear today suddenly didn't fit. It fit last week, but not this week. In an act of desperation, I got out the black wool slacks.
It's making me a little sick to my stomach to realize that "fat" pants fit me now. They're even a bit too snug when I sit down. The fat pants were my last proof that I could stop gaining weight.
It's a very sad day when the fat pants fit.
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