Clothes....

So I had my sale like a month ago and I made about $500.00.  Then I took the ton of clothes that were left to this awesome lady at a nearby consignment store.  They had a 20 item limit, but she took all 200+ pieces that I brought in.  Some with tags, all in great shape.  All sizes 18-22.  She was lovely and it was a positive experience.  Should start getting checks by next week.  I don't care though, I just wanted it gone. 

Then today, I went to New York and Company and bought a pair of cropped jeans - they have some stretch to them, but I bought a freaking size 12.  They are a little tight but I can do them up and I can certainly wear them comfortably.  So I promptly came home and faced what remains in my closet.

I have a collection of clothes that I bought (tags on) in Plus Size 14 and XLs.  They do not fit me in any way.  But they were the clothes that I held on to HOPING AND PRAYING that one day, some way, they would fit me again.  And they don't fit still....just the opposite way - they are too big.  So I removed them from my closet, what a strange feeling.  And I will take them to the consignment shop as well.  But it is weird...they were my goal.

I have a normal, non stretch pair of size 12 jeans from the Gap.  They are my next goal.  In fact, when I bought them, I assumed they would be my final goal.  But how can that be so when I have 39 pounds to lose?  Is there any way in hell that I will actually end up a size 10?????  That seems unbelievable to me.  And I am forced yet again to think about the words of my therapist....the body gets skinny before the brain does.  And my brain is like 4 sizes bigger than my body. ;)