I'm matron of honor for my BFF's wedding in May. I just ordered my dress over the phone since I live in Wisconsin and BFF lives in Indiana. I had to give the gal my measurements over the phone so she could determine what the best size would be to order. Well... way to make my day depressing. My bust measurement fits in the size 22 category and my waist and hips fit in the 24 category. She asked if I wanted to go with the 22 and I couldn't bring myself to do it because WHAT IF I stay these same measurements and I don't fit? There's no exchanging, there's not enough time for that so I went with the 24.
All I can think is that I better look damn good when they have to bring that dress in 6 sizes.
Let's top off this already depressing post, shall we? It's raining something fierce, I got a cold last night and I can't breathe, and when I called in to work they said so had everyone else and basically guilted me into coming into work sick. When you compare my sickies to theirs they win since I have congestion and they have the flu. Blech!!!
Oh, one happy bit of info. Today is my 5 month bandiversary.
ETA - work called me back and told me not to come in, yay!