I’ve lost inches! I had a medical check-up a few days ago and learned I’d lost TWO inches.
Yippee! Oops! What I meant to say was “uh-oh.”
I now measure 5’2” instead of 5’4”. The lost inches were in height!
What happened? I don’t know. Just can’t figure it out. I don’t even know when this happened.
The last time I remember knowing how tall - I mean how short - I was, I measured exactly 5’4”.
This time, when the nurse announced “62 inches” I was baffled.
You’d think I would have noticed skirts being longer on me. Same with pants.
But, ah, no, I fooled my own clothes.
What I did was this: all this time I’ve been losing height, I was also gaining weight. In other words, I was spreading out. As the body widened, the clothes stretched out, thereby having the effect of shortening the clothes. The wider hips and thighs took up space and automatically shortened my clothes.
It’s like I told someone the other day. I don’t mean to wear what folks call “stretch pants.” It’s just that they have no other choice. They either stretch – or rip at the seams!
One big difference in height and weight dilemmas is that a person can eat or diet to gain or lose weight. There’s just not a whole lot one can do to change height.
Oh, well, so much for losing those inches.
Know what I mean?