Tomorrow

It's happening tomorrow morning. The day is almost here.
I am freaking out, not because I am scared, but because this is a HUGE deal.
But I am confident it will be a good change.

My friend told me to buy some goal clothing, but I can't make myself.  It is unimaginable to ever be a size Large. I know it will happen, but I can't believe it.  Also, what is my style when I am not Plus Size. I don;t even know. Right now I dress for my body type, which generally means black, v-neck shirts and wide leg trouser jeans. But what if there weren't those sorts of restrictions?  I don't think I even know what I will like, when all clothing options are before me like a buffet.  Bad choice of simile.

This is it.
After tomorrow, my life will never be the same.

No more:
- sleep apnea
- knee pain
- constant fatigue
- embarrassment about not fitting into booths
- hogging the armrest
- acid reflux
- feeling like less because of my weight
- thinking of excuses to not play with my kids
- seat belt extenders
- lane bryant

I'm ready.