After the last week of bizarre scale behavior, I think I'm going to skip it today, give my body an extra day to GET WITH THE PROGRAM! What a weird night. Freak, sudden storm blew our power out (and me--caught unprepared--imagine!). Bad sleep. A certain pixie insisted in sleeping in our bed, which is a mere full size. And it's not big enough for the three of us anymore. It was ok until Mark got home from the store (what a frenzied night he had--when the big store's power went out!).
So very little sleep (which does affect my weight loss). I'm up now, as I have to leave for physical therapy in an hour. I'm really tired and sore, but that's life, yes? At least my life. Then later today we have a house appraisal (another *Y%%%% hoop for our refinance). We're all worried it will appraise for less 'cause our loft attic is full of boxes!
Anyway, I digress. 9 days 'til food! 6 days til final shot. Mini woot!
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