Monday mornings around my house are my personal cleaning days. I get up early so that I can get a long nap in before work that night. This usually involves doing laundry, cleaning up web site messes (I manage the website for not just this blog but the local Santa organization, www.northstarsantas.com,) doing dishes, and generally picking up the mess I’ve created in the past week.
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This morning I finally got around to putting away the scale I’d dragged out to weigh some large packages. I took it back to the basement and set it in its place next to the furnace. Just out of a morbid curiosity I hopped on to see just how enormously fat I’ve become since my last weigh-in three months ago. OOOOOOOOOOOOh, I’d lost ten pounds. I looked up with a smile on my face. Maybe something was going right after all.
As my eyes came level with the horizontal, they landed on the storage shelves next to the dryer. Yup, four boxes of candy bars. Ah, what the heck.
Three candy bars later I’m contemplating my next workout. I’d better double it.
