My Crazy Scale
|Blue Bench in Bar Harbor, Maine (Much prettier than my scale!)|
A few days ago, I stepped on the scale and I was finally at my goal weight. After chowing down on cake for a couple of days, it didn't make sense, but I wasn't going to argue with my scale.
A couple of days later, my husband asked me about my weight. I told him that I gained 4 pounds overnight. That seemed high and I carried on and on about how much my weight fluctuates when he finally, finally told me that he'd played with the scale this week, bumping it down a bit and then up four pounds. Are you kidding me? No!
I should have known better - he loves to tease me. The good part is that he's always making me laugh, usually at him, but sometimes at myself, and this time was no different.
I'll tell you one thing - I checked the scale for accuracy before I stepped on it this morning. I'm over my goal weight by a couple of pounds. That's okay, though, maybe he figured out a sneaky way to adjust the scale again.
Next Post: Revenge of the Wife
Not really! : )
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