I've got a fevah

And the only cure is more moving!

Well, we are moving apartments Saturday. As soon as we get the keys, I will get over there and take some pictures. Today my goal was to pack my clothes. In the process, I realized half of my clothes were items that I was able to wear some two the three years ago, but cant fit my big toe in now. I have been holding on to these clothes for "when" or "if" and I finally decided today that enough is enough. I keep seeing this clothes, remembering the glory days of being a size nothing, and then eating because I am depressed that I literally cant fit the dang ole big toe on those clothes. SO. I pulled out some garbage bags, filled them up with all clothes that do not fit RIGHT now (minus my two fave jeans from the gap that I allowed myself to keep) and I am marching them down to the goodwill donation center. Out with the old. I have to come to terms with myself right now, and work on getting this self healthy...not just wishing I could look like I did when I was a teenager. (which wasnt that long ago, but at the same time it was almost 4 years...thats a lot of weight..). So, I am doing this while Matt is not here, because he is a packrat and will insist i keep the clothes for a later date (right, when I am pregnant?? ha!). There is no stopping me now.

On another note, I am so over selfishness right now.

Also, if you ask Henry to do the moonwalk, he will turn around and start walking backwards. It's amazing!