I came to the realization about ten minutes ago that when I'm not working in an environment comprised of 98% female coworkers (not including the pilots because they are a whole 'nother breed to themselves), I am rather pleased with my body. Sure, I see plenty of young women around me in my daily life, but I don't have to befriend them, judge them, talk to them, etc.

I looked at myself in the mirror tonight while readying for bed and I thought What has changed in this past year? What is it about me that is different?

And I looked at my body, one hand on my hip while the other was workin' the toothbrush and it hit me - it's not that anything about me has changed (though it has), it's that the way I see myself has changed drastically.

I looked at my hips and my waist and myself and I did not see a body that is hard to buy clothes for or a body that feels awkward when surrounded by shorter, slimmer, simpler bodies. And it was a nice realization. I like not comparing myself to a roommate or a friend or a coworker. Why hadn't I thought of this sooner?

Also, my bedroom is now green and I like it very much, hence the haphazard shot of my restful toes upon my foot-board (is that the word for it?) while I gaze at my blank, Green Energy colored wall.

I thought a paint with energy in the color name was a wise choice for my bedroom.