Farewell to my March Madness.......Hello to April Showers and all that Jazz.......

It's early morning here on the very last day of March. As I filled my tea kettle and wiped the sleep from my eyes, I caught a glimpse of a very light rain falling outside of my kitchen window. It was bleak looking---dreary and colorless. Even though it's a rainy Monday and my week holds a few things I'd rather not deal with, I didn't have the urge to run up the steps, climb back into bed and throw the covers over my head. No, I'm way too excited about the fact that I am going to wear a brand spanking new suit that I uncovered in my attic closet this weekend. A Size 14.....PETITE. Did you hear that? PETITE. Do you want me to say it again? PETITE. Oh yeah, it feels good rolling off my tongue. Petite. Do you mind if I just say it.....just one more time? Petite. Okay, I'm done. Anyway, the suit is from Casual Corner. The store has been closed for who knows how long---several years at least. During one of my more hopeful diet plans, I stopped in to check out their going out of business sale. That's when I spied a rack of black businessy looking pants suits. At the time, I had been looking for a black suit but was not having any luck finding one in both my price range and my style. But, there it was....jackpot!!! An entire rack of perfectly priced black pants suits that were just my style! At the time, I was probably teetering on the cusp of a Size 16 and 18. But, having just started a diet that had promised quick and definite weight loss, I was sure those sizes would quickly be in my past. My future was going to be filled with Size 14s then Size 12s then Size 10s. For a moment, I contemplated buying all three sizes. But, my budget stopped me. I figured I'd buy just the one that I'd be wearing in the very near future and then worry about the burden of finding the 12's & 10's that I'll be needing in a few months. So, I slid on the Size 14 jacket----the sleeves were way too long. It was tight across my back and no matter how hard I tugged, the button hole and the button were about 10 inches apart. I took the pants off of the hanger and held them up to check out the length. Oh, they were so long!! "I need the petite," I decided. Since I was sure that I couldn't get them on no matter what, I decided not to bother trying. It didn't really matter......I knew I'd be wearing that suit in no time. ...my current size was irrelevant! So, I hunted down a 14 Petite, quickly found it, checked out the lengths of the pant legs and the sleeves, whipped out my credit card and bought the suit that I was sure I'd be wearing very shortly. Well, we all know how that story played out. At some point, that suit made it's way up to my attic.....without ever making it on to my body. Until today. Bring on the rain...........