Weigh day...I lost 3.5#!
There is hope for me!
That is a total of 31.5 pounds gone.
I just got a text from Tax-chick. She is safely on the ground in Orlando, FL. No problems on the flight.
Congrats! Did I tell you I lost 5.2 last week? I got a Five Pound Star at the meeting.
We haven’t heard from the aide who’s staying with Dad, so assume all is fine right now. He was eating lunch with a good appetite and reasonable motor control when we came over here to Mom’s apartment. She’s looking at getting more helpers so he’ll have help with walking.
She has a meeting with the staff in a little while, and I will go and take notes, which is one of my superpowers. Speaking of which, I was just sitting here reading the newspaper while Mom was on the phone with her bank about something, and she has weapons-grade deadpan sarcasm. I’m sure the youngsters on the phone missed almost everything.
Tom is supposed to be getting his hair cut today. I texted Jamie-our-hairdresser and told her I’d pay based on how short she got it!