On the flip side, what I DO accept is that even if I lose 8 or 10 pounds, I will never have my pre-children body back. I remember my cousin Alisa telling me after she had her first child, "Your hips don't go back the same way," and I chose not to believe that that might be true, but as it turns out, she was right. I will probably never be a size 6 again. Moment of silence please. I have persisted in hanging on to a lot of my old clothes, and instead of inspiring me, these items are frustrating me and reminding me of something that will probably never be. I'm a casual watcher of "What Not to Wear," and one thing they always say is that you have to dress the body you have today. A couple of days ago I had an epiphany and cleaned out my closet. I tried on almost every single item in my closet, and if it didn't fit me in a flattering way TODAY, it was gone. I looked in the mirror and tried to be very objective, and there were many things that I put on and thought to myself, "Not cute," and there were also several things that I haven't been wearing that I should be. And an hour and a half later, I had a closet of clothes that all fit and don't make me feel self conscious and uncomfortable when I wear them. I kept one beautiful skirt as an goal item, and that is all.
I am just trying to find a balance. Implied by the word "acceptance" is that it is also an acknowledgement of the way things ACTUALLY are. I'm working to accept myself enough that I can make good choices about what clothes are flattering to me, yet I don't want to accept myself so much that I feel like I don't have to go to the gym anymore.
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Bruce informed me that we had almost eight hundred dollars left in our health savings account, so I bought glasses, and a dozen boxes of contacts, and he paid for some chiropractic work, and we STILL have almost two hundred dollars left. I went to Costco and tried to stock up on vitamins, but apparently those aren't an eligible expense. In frustration I went to the IRS website to try and figure out what I COULD spend this money on, and discovered the following: Sure enough, you can't spend your HSA money on vitamins, or plastic surgery, or a gym membership, but know what you can spend it on? An abortion. What the what?
Bruce informed me that we had almost eight hundred dollars left in our health savings account, so I bought glasses, and a dozen boxes of contacts, and he paid for some chiropractic work, and we STILL have almost two hundred dollars left. I went to Costco and tried to stock up on vitamins, but apparently those aren't an eligible expense. In frustration I went to the IRS website to try and figure out what I COULD spend this money on, and discovered the following: Sure enough, you can't spend your HSA money on vitamins, or plastic surgery, or a gym membership, but know what you can spend it on? An abortion. What the what?
6 comments:
You should adopt or pray that your kids will get asthma. Our account was drained by February 2nd last year and we DOUBLED what we had in there the previous year!! aauugghh.
Oh, and I love you, but you and your size 8 bottom will get no sympathy from me. Although I do applaud the closet clean-out. I could probably stand a little dose of reality as well.
Hey, Becca, it's far less painful if you do accept yourself right away, and then there are no regrets. You might want to try seeing if first aid items are acceptable under your HSA. Can't you rollover any of your money?
I'm about to comment on your comment from my blog so hold on: I've waited my whole life (okay, my blogging life) to be referred to as a Domestic BA. Thanks for the complement, it made my day ;D
As for What Not to Wear, I will praise anyone that secretly films me and sends my tape. I try my best but sometimes, it just doesn't come together.
You should go to a Cardiologist and demand a heart monitor. It's kind of fun trying to set it off and it will take care of that excess in a hurry.
Oh. . ."What Not To Wear." I've been trying to get on that show for years. I had a big campaign going at the age of 25--"25 five turtlenecks and she's only 25--Something isn't right." Alas, I've never been nominated, but I'm still hoping. In any case, I think you look fabu. Really, I am always telling my friends about my stylish and hip step-sister. No matter the size I think you look great. May be I'll start going through my closet. It could use an overhaul. I'm still holding on to my first-semester grad school clothes. I was a skinny size 8 then, and I still wanted to lose 10 more lbs. Oh those were the days. I could kick myself now. . .accept and enjoy! That's what I'm focusing on now.
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