Yesterday, I blogged about pessimism as a reason I keep things.
Today, optimism.
I purchased this pair of pants at the tail end of dramatic weight loss. They were tight, but they fit.
Did I mention the dramatic weight loss was unsustainable?
They fit me for about a month, but now that I’m back at a more sustainable (and comfortable) weight, they just don’t.
So, off they go.
Out.
And in with acceptance.