Instantly, I had buyer's remorse.
I step on the scale 19 times a day.
I go to the bathroom and take my shoes off and step on it again, hoping the result will be dramatically different.
This scale measures to the ounce.
I now know precisely how many ounces my bladder will hold...
(I'm sorry, is that too much information?)
You know what I discovered about my sneaky little self'?
When I get on the scale, my natural response is to suck my gut in.
Yeah, I'll bet I'm foolin' that scale.
1 comment:
lol
that's precisely why I don't have one! I'd spend all day getting on & off of it, trying on different clothes to see which ones made me "lighter".
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