I'm in Florida for work--in the town I lived during highschool.
I'm not one of those folks who looks back on highschool as the best time of my life. It wasn't. Don't get me wrong...I made the best of it, but I suffered all the typical angst of a teenage girl. Okay, maybe a little more than the average highschool teeny bopper.
This afternoon I took some quiet time to look out over the water and just let my thoughts wander (which with three boys is a luxury in and of itself) and I was surprised by the wave of emotions that hit me.
I'm feeling a little twinge of bittersweet emotions right now, but I feel lighter too.
Shit, the hotel doesn't have a scale! I guess I'll just go try on my tight jeans and see if they're a little looser.
Cross your fingers for me!