Foodwise and Otherwise

My palm is itchy at the site of the incision. I could’ve just said, “where the Band-aid is.” But I felt like being all technical.

My stupid bra was scratching me for no good reason, so I happened to have another one down here, and I shouldn’t have, but, to save time, I changed in front of the kitchen window.

That’s right, I’m a freak.

Nah. No one can see into that window. There’s nothing out there but woods.

So don’t even try, you pervs.

My car’s not staying on. That’s concerning. I just had it inspected. Of course, it failed. Okay, now it’s on.

I was going to wear a skirt today. It’s dress down, so you can wear what you want. But I didn’t feel like stumbling all over myself trying to put on tights and not having conveniently located pockets or a comfortable place to clip on my badge.

Yeah. Skirts are pretty, but kind of a hassle. Also, I’m not feeling very sexy in skirts, lately. Like, I’m not sure if they look good.

Sometimes it’s hard to tell if things look good when you’re you, you know?

If things go well for me down the line, I can wear whatever I want, probably, without having to worry about any feedback from management.

I’ve been exceptionally lucky, though. No one has approached me in five months.

Evan dresses down a lot. It suits him, though. Ray also dresses down often. The women don’t wear dresses or skirts.

I would so wear dresses! I would wear them all the time. I have a closet full of them just waiting for me to lose 30 pounds. “Come on, Leah,” they say, “We miss you. Come look ravishing in us again.”

Nah, but, well, yeah. 😔

I think if I tried to wear a dress right now, I’d just look like a box with a head. I mean, maybe not. Maybe I’m wrong. I hope so.

Maybe even with the extra weight, I’m better proportioned than I think I am.

I still need to learn not to listen to the voices in my head. The mean ones, the ancient ones, even the supposedly well-meaning ones that are actually not nice.

But I know this whole discussion is bringing me down, so it’s probably bringing you down, too. So I’m going to stop here, and get going, and think happy thoughts, like, I’m going to have a good day. Foodwise and otherwise.

Then tomorrow another good day.

And the next day and the next.

And day by day, I’ll eventually get to where I want to be.

Foodwise and otherwise.

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