Does that suck, or what?

Well, good news/bad news. I have no idea what the good news will be but I got hit between the eyes with the bad news. Good news better follow.

How did this happen? Hmmm....read back about a zillion pages and you see where I lost my SILTEC scale. Accurate. Simple. I bought a new one that supposedly weighed up to 440 pounds. Digital, I might add. Been weighing on it faithfully every single week and staying plus or minus 2 pounds of where I was. Today I got on the doctor scales. Holy Moly, Batman! Up 27 pounds. They have 2 scales. I weighted the same on both.

It is a damned good thing old fashioned cussing is frowned upon in here. As you might imagine, I have cussed almost enough. (I said almost!)

Anyway....after 7 weeks of 12 hour days and 6 day weeks and eating that was not as good as it might have been (obviously)...I guess this is a good thing. I got my wake up call while there is still time to wake up. (Zzzzzz...damned time change anyway!)

OK. I ordered my Crossbow thingie...I am back on my walk tapes (and here at work I walk around the miles of hallways). And I am back on a decent LC food program.

I am still working my long hours and 6 day weeks but I have been given my wake up call. Unfortunately that call sounded like a wild boar during castration. Woof!