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Minor update: It's been a bit of a journey--up ten pounds and then, finally, got rid of those ten (again) and am again making some slow progress downward. I'm very excited at the prospect of breaking the 300-pound mark and having my weight begin with a 2 instead of a 3 for the first time in--decades? I'm not even sure how long it's been, but a long, long time. Wow. Don't know whether I'll ever make it to onederland, but every step downward is a victory of sorts. Yay. 

One weird thing about this journey for me is how chaotic and difficult my life has been during most of it. I've lived in four or five different places in the past six months and I'm about to move again, most likely back to a motel that will, I'm hoping, be temporary. Sheesh. Back to all my cooking being done in the microwave and toaster-oven . . . I'm not thrilled by that. However, I'm finally on the list at a senior/low-income apartment complex, and I've been told vacancies are coming up (how soon? don't know; where am I on the waiting list? don't know), so I don't really want to sign a lease elsewhere. Please God I get an apartment of my own with a real kitchen soon.