Sunday morning held quite the shock for me.
I had been afraid to get on the scale.
Not much walking.
But really, how bad could it be?
I knew that my jeans were a little more snug,
So I braved it.
I stepped up,
I sucked in.
I held my breath.
Does breath really weigh anything?
I expected TWO!
How did this happen.
All day I reasoned,
I didn't think I ate that much fair food.
I didn't eat much at the church picnic.
I drank lots of water.
I snacked on peppers and tomatoes.
I vowed to
I think I drove JWS a little crazier.
He gave me all the reasoning.
"You still look great, honey."
I was inconsolable,
How could I walk this much since April and gain six pounds?
Then this morning...
I noticed as I took my deep breath to prepare for my daily weigh-ins
in my quest to lose this 6 pounds...
and maybe the five that I initially wanted to lose in April.
A HUGE WHEW!!!!
You see, they used my scale to weigh the kids at the fair for the kiddie pedal
tractor pull a week ago and I had not checked it since.
Did I really make myself miserable for a whole day over this?
Projects from the weekend
Penny, if you are reading, I am well on my way to the 100!
And some ginger stuff.
Some bowls waiting to be varnished.
And this new project.
Some wool ornaments.
This could be a new tutorial.
Watch for it.
I did get one other painting done,
a pretty big project.
It is very similar to a project that will be in Create and Decorate next year,
so, I really can't show it.
Off to walk!