One. The # of lbs I gained in Hawaii.
Four. The # of lbs I have to lose in order to be a life time member at Weight Watchers.
Two. The # of homes on which we have put offers.
Zero. The # of offers that were accepted.
One. The # of Dairy Queen blizzards I have eaten in order to drown my real estate sorrows.
The first one isn't that bad, considering all I ate while I was in Hawaii.
The four will be really hard to lose as long as we still entertain the idea of buying a house, especially since I tend to use DQ as my vice for dealing with house hunting.
Time to buckle down to get rid of those blasted four lbs. I know I can, I know I can, I know I can. . .
Stream of consciousness from a MN-born, SoCal-living, infertility-surviving, beagle-loving, baby-snuggling, Latter-day Saint believing, patent lawyer hubbie-adoring, opinion-sharing, goal-making woman.
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