I’ve lost six pounds in the last week. That’s usually a good thing, isn’t it?
Considering that I also had pneumonia and a fever hovering in the low 100s for six days straight, it’s really not so good. As nice as it was to get out of bed this morning for the first time in nearly a week to find a little extra room in the waistband of my jeans, the instant I looked around my house (dirty dishes, dirty laundry, dirty cat box), I started missing those six pounds.
But, hey, cleaning house burns calories, right?
So, I’m off to ensure my house passes minimal health standards, resume homeschooling (much to my son’s displeasure), catch up on email and do some blogging — all while daydreaming about checking myself into a Vegas hotel.
Something tells me that with the stress of juggling all those things I’ll be finding those six pounds again real soon.