I have a busy morning planned. My godparents are coming over before lunch, and I’ll be doing the rounds of the house to clean it up a bit before they get here. Thankfully, they’re coming so early. The temperature won’t be too far into the realm of “ridiculously miserable” for me while I clean.
I broke down yesterday and bought a new battery for my scale. Honestly, I shouldn’t even own a scale. Things can get really bad when I have a scale. In my head, I could either obsess over how much I thought I gained, or obsess over the actual number. Neither option is healthy, but it is what it is.
I guess you could say I need to …
… weigh my options.
Well, now I can officially say I’ve gained the “Covid 19”.
And now I can work on losing it.
I keep losing and gaining the same 5-10 pounds, so I hear ya. I need to figure out what my next big change has to be to start consistently losing again