I wonder...

I was in the shower last night sudsing my hair when I had a thought: would my trunk full of old clothes fit me now? It had been years since I dug in there to try on clothes I wore in high school and my first year of college. I weighed about 143 most of my time in school, and although I'm at 156 right now, perhaps something there would fit. I got out of the shower and once I was all dried off and clothed again, I ran upstairs to try.
The trunk was covered in the detritus of my closet - an old fan, a plant pot I never used, sheets and blankets. I managed to shove the stuff back so I could open a corner of the trunk and pull things out one at a time. When I was done, I had about ten pairs of pants and jeans. Awesome. I don't have any jeans that fit me right now, and even my orange pants that I just took out of storage a few months ago are getting a little loose. With barely restrained optimism, I started trying each pair on.
The first pair went on without much of a problem, although there was definite muffin-toppage. The second, third, and fourth were all too small. More muffin tops with pairs five, six and seven. Pair eight, black stretchy dress pants fit well enough, and pair nine, my favorite jeans from high school, fit. As in, could button. As in, looked better on me now than before. A little tight at the waist, perhaps, but nothing a loose shirt won't cover. GOD I missed these jeans! They aren't name brand and they aren't even women's - but they are awesome. I am so excited. Another five or so pounds from my waist, and I will have doubled my jeans wardrobe.

I can't wait.