Today I am pleased because this morning I was at the low, low (why am I too chicken to say what it really is?) weight that I was at on Saturday morning. Keeping my fingers crossed that it’s still that low tomorrow morning for my weigh in. Kristina yelled at me, though, for obsessively weighing myself every morning. But I think it’s okay because I do realize that it fluctuates from day to day, and I really don’t let that get me down. (Okay, I lie. Maybe a bit. But still.) Maybe I will try to not weigh myself except on Wednesdays for the next few weeks.

Am also excited because George and I are going to Sears after work to buy a lawnmower, one of the manual reel-type old-fashionedy types. Yay! No more weedwhacking the lawn so it looks like a bad haircut. Smooooth manicured lawn, yeah! (I think I still may be a bit optimistic about the manicured part, but anything is better than a weedwhacked lawn.)