Since my last full weigh-in, I've lost 11 pounds and 8 inches total (1 here, 2 there...that sort of thing).
6 of those pounds were this week.
I'm gushing. I can't help it. I called my parents to gush. I would have called my grandmother, but as luck would have it, she's at her Tuesday Majjong game with my mom. So I'm gushing here. Sorry ya'll.
I don't deserve it. That's part of it. On the other hand, four weeks ago, when I did deserve it, I didn't lose much at all, so I figure it's all balanced now. Hurray!
Hoppie would like to add that he would appreciate if I didn't lose too much more in the bust. I assured him it's the first go to and the first to stop and I'll even if I ever get slimmed down, I'll still be top heavy. I was before I got heavy.
We got a replacement mailbox. It's green. Tril would approve. That's it.