I tried something crazy today. I tried on a pair of jeans I haven’t worn in years. I did get them buttoned, but I admit, the muffin top returned.
Fancy had to try them herself.
They do look better on her.
Now, because she is such a good cheerleader, she reminded me that my scale is showing me I have lost 30 pounds, so those jeans will fit sooner than I think.
She wanted to get on the scale.
Fancy: But, but,there’s no number. Replace the batteries now!
Me: Silly, Fancy. This is a human scale. I have a better scale for you.
Fancy: What does it say? I don’t know how to read this.
Me: (laughing) I can’t see through you.
It’s official. She weighs 1/4 pound.
Now she knows what she weighs and will not need a scale again. She knows her weight will stay the same.
I don’t want mine to stay the same. I want to wear those jeans.