In exactly the wrong direction.
There are a thousand excuses for it, peeps, up to and including the Happy Anniversary sheet cake that was oh-so-delicious, but I do NOT want to step on that scale tomorrow. No no no no.
I'll do it, because I love you, but I want you to know that I'm feeling very sorry for myself and put-upon by all this. What kind of universe is it where I have to learn to not eat half a sheet cake??? The crappy kind, that's what.
The Troublemaker says that the only losing is if I give up. So I'm going to keep trying. Again. I'm getting tired of trying, but I'm also not going to die of a heart attack at 40. Period.
Damn, this is tough.
BACK, FOUL SCALE! BACK!
Anyone else out there afraid?
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