Losing Weight

So, months ago, my Dr. took me off one of my medicines.  It means I can't cheat anymore on watching my diet.  No dairy, little fat.  Because of this, I've lost weight.  It took a couple of months to notice but now it's really apparant.  My pants are all too big.  My bras too.  And come summer, I will need new bathing suits. 

The trifecta again.  Jeans, bras, swimsuits.  There is nothing harder for which to shop.  (Suddenly, she's grammar conscious.)  Anyway.  Not happy the girls are shrinking.  Very happy the butt is shrinking.  Waiting on the middle to shrink.  Afraid I might have to actually exercise to get that to go away.  Never thought I would be this thin again so that's a big bonus.

On another topic.  Sort of.  I was cleaning my daughter's room on Saturday.  It's looking like something from Hoarders.  Not joking.  But so does my bedroom.  That's what happens when you move a family of 4 and all their stuff into a house still full of 50 years worth of a family of four's stuff.  An episode of Hoarders.  That's what you get. 

Anyway, again, something bit me.  On my leg.  I don't know what it was.  It itched all that evening.  It was red and swollen.  It itched yesterday, but I had on a pair of itchy socks.  Why are warm socks itchy?  Now I think there might be a growing ring of red around the bite spot, but I can't be sure because my skin turns red if you look at it wrong.

On that note, I am going to go change my bra.  Because this one is too big and is getting on my nerves.  This stinks because it's my comfy, go-to bra.  It means I've officially gone down a cup size.  TOTAL BUMMER!