Day 17
I am starting to resemble an inside out, white, bag of garbage. I caught my reflection in the window of a car dealership on my walk home and couldn't help but stare at the crazy trash lady looking back at me. Hah! I have to walk now everywhere because it is too difficult to get into my car. I like walking but every day this dress gets heavier and trickier to move around in. I also get a lot more weird looks when i'm prancing around downtown or walking over the bridge, I usually just smile and say hi to the gawkers but every once in a while I'll return the stare and look at them as if they were the crazy ones.....that always makes me laugh. I think sometime soon I will loose the privilege of sitting down. I am running out of room in the front of the dress and need to start attaching to the back side. I think I can make it a week without sitting down....I guess I don't have a choice.

Side note* Since I have been walking everywhere lately, I can not help but notice every piece of garbage that is scattered around the city. I want so badly to pick it up but it is not mine, and that is a different project, I am only keeping track of myself with this one. So blogveiwers...please pick up a piece of trash instead of just walking around it. thank you.