Well, now that I know I am not dying I have to get back to being my normal, cheap self. We had a celebratory lunch out with friends, though.
Tomorrow we are headed to the park - not a moment too soon, either. I am tired of sitting around the house feeling sorry for myself. Of course, finding out today that I have gained 30 stinking pounds since we found out we were moving is enough to make me feel sorry for myself for just a bit longer. What stress eating?
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