Something wonderful happened yesterday: my scale broke. This
is great because it relieves me of the pressure of deciding whether or not to
constantly check my weight. I can’t now. There’s still a scale in my parents’
bathroom, but I can’t sneak in there every hour, which means that I will have
to stop knowing what my weight is all the time. And I will have to focus on
other things.
I’m not inclined to replace the
battery in my scale any time soon.
goood for you! must be pretty hard. i was out of town visiting my brother, and he's a chef (or was before joining the army), so he cooks all this delicious food, but they don't have a scale. i was a wreck because i didn't know if i was gaining weight or not. i couldnt do it, i'd have batteries the next day lol.
ReplyDeleteHow'd you do visiting your brother?
ReplyDeleteIt's very hard to not know how much you weigh. I still weighed myself every couple days, so it wasn't like I was completely in the dark, but it's definitely reduced my compulsion to find out.