Over the past 5 years I CLEARLY noticed my husband gaining wait. To the tune of about 90 lbs. THIS, I noticed. And yes, I did notice that he’d been losing weight since January 1st. If you asked me, I would have guessed it to be 20 pounds. But it wasn’t until we were getting ready for a big event on Saturday night that I noticed how much he has really lost:
No lie. In 5 months he has lost a total of 60 pounds. Gave up drinking, which directly lessened his junk food appetite. Amazing stuff.
I know you must think I’m a moron to be so blind. In my defense, the man rarely ever wears or needs to wear suits or slacks. With athletic apparel, it’s tough to notice what is going on under there. Elastic waists, tee shirts/sweatshirts. Tell me you’d notice weight loss in that clothing? Bad excuse, I know. I suck. It’s not like I haven’t seen the man naked in 5 months.
I on the other hand have gained 10 lbs. I have the crumbs embedded in my laptop keyboard to prove my Chips Ahoy cookie issue. You’d notice this in my clothing. I’m growing a muffin top.
On a side note: Isn’t it the worst when a big crumb gets stuck under a key on your keyboard and you have to press it really hard (20 times) to crush it? Hate that. Wonder if I can vacuum my keyboard?
And I guess I have no right to bitch that he didn’t notice the complete makeup makeover I gave myself about a month ago? The guy lost 20% of his body weight and I didn’t notice.
Bad wife! Very bad wife!