Granny is gone. It was nice having her here. One of the first things she said to me was "you've lost weight." I'm glad she noticed and didnt' drive me crazy offering her patented "helpful" advice. I didn't tell her about my surgery or mention exactly how much weight I've lost. I don't like telling people that anyway. It always bugs me when people ask how much weight someone has lost. I don't know why, that just irks me.

I didn't lose any more this week. I didn't gain any either so it's all good. I'm actually very proud of myself for not gaining. Considering all the holiday food and the gym being closed: just maintaining was awesome.

The gym reopens soon so I'll be able to continue going. Although not as much as I would like. My job offered me extra hours for the next month, so of course I took them. Gotta pay for that Master's degree somehow. The extra hours mean that I'll only be able to go to the gym twice a week. Maybe I can do a double workout those days.

I'm hoping to be able to go clothes shopping sometime this next week too. (I can't believe I just said that!) I really need some new jeans and some new exercise clothes.

I didn't make my Jan. 1 goal. Yes, I know it isn't quite Jan. 1 yet. But I'm pretty darn sure that I'm not going to lose 11 lbs. in the next 2 day. That's ok. I'm almost there. I should definitely make it to One-derland by the end of January. See ya there!