I woke up this morning feeling bloaty and, lo and behold, I weight 1.5 lbs more than I did yesterday morning. I am VERY short, so a pound and a half is a big difference. Pants may not fit so well today. And I feel yuckky.
So this is what you get for rejoicing in others' misery.
I know, I know, it's not real weight gain, it's just the wine or the saltier-than-usual dinner or that final brownie that was supposed to go in the pretty tin as a thank you for my kids' teachers. But still.
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