Do you believe in signs?

This week has been one of the worst weeks ever... my baby girl is sick, work is really stressful, and to top it off today, my pants broke when I got to work!

I got dressed this morning with little enthusiasm because nothing at work seemed to be going right this week.  Of course I was out on Monday because I took Elizabeth to the doctor, which put me even further behind than I truly needed.  I worked 12 1/2 hours on Tuesday and 13 hours on Wednesday and needless to say, I was not looking forward to coming into work this morning.  So, I got us rolling and Elizabeth dropped off at daycare.  As I was driving to work, I told myself that today was the deadline and that I won't have to worry about this again until next month so be patient and all will work out.  I got to work, logged in, started working and everything seemed to be going fine... I even decided that I would go get breakfast downstairs to make me feel better this morning.  Then I felt it... the cold air... on my leg.  The pants I wore today zip up on the side and when I looked down, the whole zipper was open on the side of my hip.  I go to the bathroom and try and try and try to get the zipper to fix itself.  Nothing.  I then have to suck up my pride and ask someone to help me... again, nothing.  With tears rolling down my face, I finally broke the zipper completely.  What was I going to do?  I couldn't leave because today is the deadline and I will be very busy all day and plus it is 6:30am there is tons of traffic (I work in the Galleria area)... there are no stores open yet... WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!?!  What a day!  A temporary fix with safety pins and a trip to a clothing store during lunch and hopefully this day will get better!

So, I took this as a sign.  Some might say this was just a wardrobe malfunction, but I see it as I am too darn fat!  I have been really self-conscious of the way I look lately.  (Having a baby does nothing for a woman's body!)  This is my sign to start losing weight.  Even though I didn't gain weight (the scale #) with the baby, my body proportions have changed... nothing fits right, and I hate the way I look in the mirror.  So, I am starting my New Year's resolution early... lose weight!  Isn't this what everyone says every year!?!  I need a good looking body and for my clothes to fit not only for myself but for the sanity of my husband that has to listen to cry and complain about it.  So let the fun begin...