There are a couple of problems with that logic. First of all, on my body it takes about 20 pounds before I go down a size. Do we realistically think I’ll lose 20 pounds this fall? My magic eightball says: Very Doubtful.
The second problem is illustrated in this way. Last night I got up to go to the bathroom as per usual. When I came back to bed I realized that I had a hymn playing in my head. My favorite verse of that hymn is:
Come ye weary, heavy laden, lost and ruined by the fall – if you tarry till you’re better, you will never come at all.
It’s talking about not waiting to come to Jesus until you’re perfect & have fixed all your problems. But I think it applies to other things as well. Don’t wait to live your life until you’ve lost the weight/got the job/read the manual/washed the car. Go ahead & live it now.
And maybe while you’re at it buy a new blouse for heaven’s sake.
Or not, because that first reason for not buying new clothes (I