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A friend of mine just bought a house. She gave me the tour a few days ago. And, boy, did she get a steal on this place. But that's not what I wanted to blog about.

In the midst of the tour, I spotted a scale in one of the bathrooms. I don't own a scale, and she knows it. So when I pointed to the scale, she said, "Yeah! Go ahead!"
I stepped on and she peered over my shoulder. We both watched as the number showed up in the little window. She said, "That's great!"
I asked, "Is this scale accurate?"
Because it read 130.
I last saw that number on a scale in 1993, and I don't know what to make of it. I don't want to be too happy about it, in case I gain again. And I'll be damned if I'm going to be unhappy. I can wear all my favorite clothes again!