Day 18. Turkey day. Mashed potatoes, pies, pies, pies, food galore. Wish me luck.
On another frustrating note, the scale said only 4.5 down this morning. Ugh. I swear the thing is possessed. I am really thinking about investing in a new one. In the meantime, I feel I must cave in to Kellen's advice and stop weighing everyday. I think Mondays and Thursdays are my new weigh days. Can I hold out until Monday this week? We will see.
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