Offically? Like, step-on-a-scale weight? I have NO idea. I've not been on a scale in over a week (?), I think.
But my size 2X, $10- Kmart special capris that I bought in June are sliding off my hips. I could fit a baby inside the pants, I'm serious.
My hernia is showing more...I can really see it. I'm not worried about it, though.
I'll weigh on Saturday morning when I have access to my scale, which at the moment lives in our van because we've been staying with my husband's parents for the last few months (me on and off from June to August, more permanently since August. I'm ready to GO.), and we're out of town at the moment and won't be home until late tomorrow night.
My husband got a job, today. Amen and hallelujah!
If all goes well with no snags, hiccups, or ridiculous improbabilities, he'll be working by middle / late next week. *fingerscrossed*
So I guess I could be excused for having a pumpkin spice cream cheese muffin at Starbucks about 90 minutes ago.
Celebratory muffin?
That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
Big, deep exhale. *whew*
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