Had another attack of the munchies last night after dinner - walnuts and cheese, this time. Down to 150.8 this morning, though, so no worries. Slept rather rotten - couldn't get and stay comfortable. Too hot, then too cold, then laying in an awkward position. Ugh. Left me feeling stiff and clumsy.
Finally ordered a couple of pairs of new pants - size 12, not 10. I'm betting, with this order, that I stay around my current weight for a while. And unless we really start going to the gym soon (maybe something I can do when on my own for nearly a month), I don't think my measurements are going to change much. But seriously - in April, I was a size 18, and starting to wonder if I would be seeing 20 soon. Now, 14s are large on me (wearing another skirt on the brink of donation this morning). It's all good.
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