So I had a bit of a traumatic experience at TJMAXX last week. On Thursday during my lunch break, I figured it was time to get some new clothes. 30lbs down, and I don't exactly have a lot I can wear. This is a good problem, but still a problem. To be honest, even thought I still was stuffing myself in a size 10 prior to operation get skinny, I probably was a solid size 12. The 10's are now way too big. I have maybe two pairs of size 8's in pants, and those are getting big. I was trying to pump myself up to go in the dressing room and put on a size 6 which might still be too tight, when this evil old lady decided she was going to pounce on my ego. I was minding my own business going through the racks, when grandma pulls out the worlds ugliest dress, and turns to me and asks if I am a size 12. My reaction "NO!" Her reply "Well you look like a size 12, and this is such a pretty dress and only $19.99." I quickly run out of the store as fast as I can. Didn't get to try on the smaller size, and so this week I find myself wearing the same freaking 2 pants. Thanks grandma.