I’ve officially moved. Am still trying to organize my stuff, haven’t gotten to the gym yet on this side, will likely do that tomorrow. Maybe tonight. I have no room for bathroom scale, so it is gone. I’ll have to do that at gym. Nor do I have big mirrored closets, only the vanity mirror, so will have to buy a full length mirror. This place is so tiny!
Anyway, just busy, not much going on. I’m finally here enough to start sort of using my kitchen. I ate on the run for days, it got to the point where I was so dying for fresh veggies that I munched on a head of red cabbage. Felt insane, but moving was so stressful. I would like to make an addendum to an earlier post, regarding a friend who I hadn’t seen in a few years, So why aren’t you fat anymore? That friend blew out his knee playing frisbee, had to have surgery, can’t walk for four months. ‘Nuff said.