When the going gets tough.....

.....Ma cleans.

To start off this morning, I stepped on the scale and discovered I had gained back two pounds. Now, won't that just put a crimp in your gizzard. Especially when you haven't even done anything WRONG!

Naturally, I sulked around and felt sorry for myself, and, just as naturally, it did nothing to improve my mood. Finally, I ventured into the closet again, ostensibly to hang up Loren's new clothes, except, there just wasn't any room. Time to complete the job started many months ago. (I tried to find the original post, but can't) Time to throw out more of Loren's clothes! And mine. I actually threw out more of mine. Loren has gained weight, since the transplant. (finally, some justice) So, we BOTH have to give up the skinny clothes. Time to get rid of dated stuff that hasn't been worn anyway. Our loss is Goodwill's gain.

And now, having realized that I am an hour late with my 3rd meal, I am snarfing down a quick bite and chilling with The Three Tenors. I'll still have to eat another meal around 9:00, but that's ok. All they're letting me have are grapes. *sigh*

I hope tomorrow goes better. The kids aren't used to all this cleaning, and I wouldn't want to damage their psyches.

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