Dear Friend,
It’s not you. It’s me.
Fine. It IS you.
Here’s the thing. We’ve been together for years. They were good years. Really. It’s not that I’m ungrateful.
But things have changed. I’ve changed. You’ve changed.
Part of that is just how life goes. Our relationship, naturally, meant stretching and tugging . . . but over time all this pressure has taken its toll.
I haven’t tried to hide from you that there is someone else. Actually, more than one. They came in a two-pack at Costco.
I thought I could keep you around. That you’d be there for me when the others weren’t at their freshest.
But this morning, when I chose you instead of digging the newbies out of the dirty clothes pile, I saw our relationship for what it truly is.
You . . . don’t support me the way you once did.
Or maybe I’ve realized how much better things can be with someone newer, stronger. Someone who, when allowed close to my heart, lets me run with abandon.
I know. The same thought crossed my mind. That you could stick around just for the days when I do the easy stuff, maybe the elliptical or a walk around the block.
But we both know how that would play out, right?
You’d sit in the drawer for weeks at a time, passed over for the newer, less-stretchy girls.
And then, one day, I’d be faced with a choice: Keep digging until I find one of the others, or convince myself that you’re fine. That you used to be the best I had, so one day together won’t be a bad thing.
But this morning, as we ran . . . I realized it was time for us to part.
I can’t . . . go through this . . . again.
I need someone who can keep up with my new lifestyle. Someone who doesn’t lag (or sag) behind.
So, though I’ve appreciated you for (too many) years, I’m saying goodbye.
--Nony
Laugh. Out. Loud.
That was slightly unexpected and totally hilarious! Thanks for sharing!
Too Funny!!! I have a hard time saying good-bye to old favorites (all kinds of clothes) too. I have lost 2 clothing sizes in the past year (thank you Jesus) and now some of my favorite old clothes (some I’ve had for at least 5-7 years!) must go. Some of them I am really going to miss…….but at least its for a really good reason! On the other hand since I’m a bit of a packrat I’ve been able to say Hello to some of my even older favorites (10+ years old in some cases). Thankfully I like a more classic style so even really old clothes are not truly out of style so many years later. Thanks for the funny this morning.
I had this conversation just this morning! Except I haven’t said good-bye yet. I think now I will though. To quite a few “old friends” who just don’t support me anymore. Best post ever!
I think you and I have similar friends. LOL
And mine just fell apart this morning! “What’s that poking my neck?” Oh just the wire that’s suppose to be on the other side of the boulder in my over the shoulder holder! Too funny, love it!
You ARE funny! I suppose a little humorous conversation with our stuff is a good way to let go when it really is time.
Hilarious!!!! Totally agree! Perhaps I have some friends that need to go by the wayside as well…
Thanks for the laugh today!
So funny that you posted this now. Amazon.com had a great sale so I bought 6 new friends who offer fantastic support for $30. So, I got rid of two old friends who weren’t supporting me just last week. I should be good now for the next few years.
It’s good to know when to say goodbye, lol. 🙂
How funny! Thanks for sharing 🙂 I have a couple “friends” I need to let go of too!
haha!!!!! I just had to throw away two “friends” just yesterday what perfect timing, time for that two-pack from Costco. 😀
Just saw them again today for 19.99!!
I use to do lot of digging for my favorites until one day about five years ago I found the most awesome fitting undies and the most awesome fitting bras I stocked up and made everyone else leave. I could do this because the best fitting bras came in a three pack for like $11 at Walmart no more adjusting the strap all day fall off my shoulder or ride up my front never a happy medium now to find a friend for me as a mommy
Such a true sentiment, and about so many things in the end, really!
It’s easy to say things are easy the way they are – which is why I’m out of hangers in my closet, I can always justify keeping things that I *might* wear again, or might need to wear in case I miss laundry one week. But really, if its not comfortable, why keep it around?!
Oh my gosh! You are so awesome!
I have the same problem with Sweat pants. I keep the grimy stained shrunk up highwater ones with holes in the knees and the too tight fanny- that used to fit 10 years ago- to do housework or whatever ( though.. sometimes I find myself in grocery store with them on)
I have nice new sweatpants I bought a year ago- that fit and look nice but I don’t want to get them dirty…or get holes in the knees.
So I have everything in the drawer-which I can hardly open. The nice ones are on the bottom of the drawer- cause I can never get to them. And am afraid to wear them. Old sloppy faithfuls on the top of the drawer. And that is what I grab. Sweat pants are so cheap- I dont know why I fight myself about this.
Maybe I will cull a few of the old faithfuls. Especially the ones that are tight across my more than ample bottom.( hey– they loosen up after I wear them for a couple of days)
My 25 year old nephew recently informed me that the too snug old faithfuls make me look like I have “turds in my pants”.
I laughed like crazy and then went to see. Yep. Turds in my pants.
This post really hit home. I just recently cleaned out my entire bra bin. If you didn’t know, Soma takes gently used bras and donates them to women in need- I donated 26 nearly never worn bras that didn’t support right or created boob muffin top, but I was so sad to see my “pretties” leave. But, they were pretty because I never wore them. While I was there I trashed my saggy worn out ones. Why oh why is it so hard to part with good friends? The bonus is I got three new awesome bras, (10 out-1 in sounds good) and my “container” now contains them all!
These times Are when I wish I had a never ending ………………! Bought more when I had the Chance or it was in fashion. But
i must remember I can replace with something better – if I need to.
Bawahahaha! And sad.
“I can’t go through this again.”
Classic.
Actually, I have a new ‘friend’ that is just too ‘confining’. When she’s around, I can’t breathe! She’s stifling! I can’t move to the left or the right…if I look down BAM! she’s RIGHT THERE. She treats me like one big BLOB, denying me the freedom to express the genuine me. It’s …..just too much. Too much tension. When I try to take my leave of her, she SNAPS back and I feel bruised and hurt. I don’t know what to do. I really need her when I’m rebounding, but besides that, she’s just…well….kinda….DANGEROUS.