Party in my Pants, and You're invited!

So a student looks at me today and says..."Miss, you look like you're wearing pajamas."  Imagine my dismay when I look down and see that she's right, my pants which I just bought this past September for the beginning of the school year do indeed look like something I'd wear to lounge around my house.  Those pants are now at least 1 size too big and they looked a little like clown pants.  (insert circus music here)

Now slight insult aside, I was feeling a crazy mix of emotions.  I'm going to focus on the top three. I was pleased, frustrated, and a little sad.  I'm starting to think I'm just on the cusp of an emotional breakthrough or insanity.  I was pleased that in her own way, although she basically was telling me I was not dressed appropriately, she was inadvertently complementing me on my weight loss.  My pants never looked like pajamas before and the only thing that's different about me is the 22lbs I'm not carrying around.  I was frustrated at the immediate following thought of "oh no, this means I need to buy more clothes soon, but I can't afford them".  And finally I was a bit sad, sad that my weight situation has taken me to such a point that this one comment about the state of my pants could lead me on an emotional roller coaster.  I have never been able to take a compliment, I fret and cry over insults, but to be so moved by a simple observation means I need to start thinking about my emotional responses a little more.  Which by the way can get really exhausting!  So here's to contemplating more of what makes me, me, and not needing to turn to cookies when I think my emotions are getting the better of me.

Perhaps this pants party is getting to be more than I can handle!!