There are days that I feel like the ugliest cow in the world. But today wasn't one of them
For the first time in a while, I really, really liked myself. I had little sleep last night and woke up with the same headache I went to bed with. It could have been a crappy day. But I put on a new top and my too big pants--one of just 2 pairs of 18s I have--and headed out to work to face a day of quick turnarounds on a hot project.
Walking into work, I checked myself out in the glass door and realized that the new top looked good on me. Very good. I had on my stylin' new glasses, too. And the combination was like looking at a new face. Seriously.
Cutting through the lunchroom on my way to my office I saw myself in the large windows again. Not too bad. I felt good about myself.
The best part? Other people noticed. Lots of people. At least 6 people commented on how I looked today. Usually I get irritated by that. Not today. They were right. I DID look good. Three of those 6 people said I looked "thin". THIN! No one in my entire life has ever said I look thin. And now I get it 3 times in one day.
The comments were really just the icing on the sugar-free cake. The fact is, I noticed that I looked good. I realized that I AM looking thin. This is a big deal, kids. I don't suck. I'm not a big pig. I'm not a fat cow. Today, I'm a normal looking woman who turns heads because she's confident, secure and attractive--not because she's the biggest thing in the world. Sweet.