Friday, I snowblowed the sidewalks and alley pad. I was wearing my good Columbia jacket and afterwards, I smelt like a 2-cylinder engine. So, I threw it in the wash, but I still needed a coat while mine was being washed.
I went to the back closet and found my "old" coat, which is really in awesome shape. The only reason I bought a new coat is because this old coat is an XXL. I now wear a size L and most of my size large shirts even look somewhat baggy.
It was a great reminder of how far I have actually come. I do remember when I used to wear this "old" coat and it fit tightly.
I will be keeping my old coat out, but only for the times I need to blow the snow. Hoping I'll need a new coat again in a few years and it only be because my new one is worn out.
Great weigh in this week!
Nimbly thumbed on my iPhone.