Day 403 - What size am I

So I am approaching the weight that I can wear some of my clothes, and I find that they are not fitting.  That is strange since I know at this weight they should fit fine.  One skirt I can't even button, so I sat down, not really perplexed, but a little disheartened.  It isn't because I don't weigh the same as I did when I wore those clothes before, but I have this extra layer that I didn't have before.  I always  hopes before this moment comes, that maybe I didn't do it to myself, maybe I will go back to the way it was, but for me it just isn't going to be.  That extra layer is here to stay.

I hope that losing more weight I will get rid of a bit more of the layer, and goodness gracious my face - ya know.

I am showing signs of age, in what I always have thought I would be ageless, so I am thinking that I possibly will not age as gracefully as say my grandmothers, mother, or all who have come before.  It just kind of crept up on me as I tried to beautify myself for the fundraising dinner.  I looked in the mirror and thought you are not aging badly at all I think I will take a picture and send it to people, so I snapped a picture and when I looked at I thought who the hell is that old person in the mirror.  The camera is a horrible invention.