Getting rid of the uncomfortable....

I walked up to one of my friend's desk today and stated, "As soon as I get home, this dress is going  straight to Goodwill."

She looked up with a smile and told me that she liked the dress.  And that I looked good in it.  And you can see one of the reasons that I consider her a friend.  Then she asked what was wrong with it.

So I told her (and now, you.  You're welcome).

Now I know why I haven't worn this dress since last summer.

Because it's confining.  Not because it's too small.  It's not.  It's actually about a size bigger than what I normally wear.  I checked, of course.

But this morning, as I was trying to determine what to wear, I happened upon this dress and thought, "Oh yeah!  I love this dress.  WHY haven't I worn this lately?"

And in a very short time, I remembered why.  Of course, I remembered well AFTER I left the house and it was too late to go back and change.

It felt like I was stuck in a corset.  Seriously.

Apparently, this dress is cut in such a way as to cause the wearer as much misery as possible.  Throw in the heat and humidity - and I can tell you that I was miserable ALL DAY LONG.

And, yes...as soon as I got home I ripped that dress off, glared at it,  I may have possibly cursed it.  And determined that immediately after being cleaned that sucker is headed for the Goodwill box.

Now, I have turned my eye toward my closet; wondering what other items are lurking in there...waiting to betray me.  But I have vowed, that I will try on/wear EVERY SINGLE ITEM in there and ruthlessly toss those that make me miserable.

Because, I've determined that life is too short to be that miserable ever again.