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They gotta be coming. I got up and dressed this morning to go to my WW meeting. It wasn't until I got into the car and on the road that I realized a comment that had run through my own head as I was putting on my clothes. The thought was, "It isn't that bad outside. I'll just wear a short-sleeved shirt and my new big button-up sweater." Ladies and gentlemen...it was only *19 degrees* outside at the time. Not that bad outside. What the french toast?
Could this sudden acclimation to the frozen tundra around me after 16 years be the calm before the zombie storm? Will I be eaten or be there Goddess? Pfft, silly question...we all know *that* answer.
As far as my weigh-in today, it wasn't bad. I wore my jeans, so the weight was going to read higher anyway. If I had worn my usual shorts (yes, I get weighed in shorts), my weight would have shown that I had maintained. Dern good for coming off of the holidays if I do say so myself.
So now, I am off to put laundry away, get the meat for dinner going (chicken nachos...yuuuuum) and just chill. Maybe clean the AK, just to be safe...
Hope y'all have a goodin :).
Peace, Love and (did you hear that???) Zombies \IiiI