I am happy to announce that I am back into all of my pre-pregnancy pants! Yes, a few of them look like they are painted on, and also, yes, it took me almost a full year, and also, no, I wasn't exactly thin before I got pregnant... but let me enjoy my glory, damn it!
Unfortunately, the loss of poundage isn't due to my incredible demonstration of will power against cookies, cupcakes, and Cheetos, nor is it due to the fabulous gym membership that I have and use. Because... well... I don't have will power OR a gym membership... No, friends, I'm afraid stress is probably the main cause of all of this weight loss. Some coworkers refer to it as the "Divorce Diet."
The strange thing is, I don't feel stressed out at all. In fact, since my husband moved out of the house (about a month ago) I have never felt better. There is actually less for me to do around the house now, as W. was more of a mess-maker than a helper. He never lifted a finger with our daughter, so there are no changes in my life there. And when he left, he took over $10,000 worth of debt with him. So what is it that is stressing me out?
Whatever. I guess if I am in a situation where I have to get a divorce after only one year of marriage, then I may as well look hot while I'm doing it.