ANGER AS A DIETING TOOL

Today I got mad.

I mean, MAD.

At three people at the same time (and those of you who know me know exactly who those three people are).

So I did what I always do - locked myself in my bathroom and wrote it all out on a sheet of paper - and almost immediately felt better.

And assigned myself what, without fail, ALWAYS helps - GOT PHYSICAL.

No, not sex.

Serious housework.

Like all floors - hands and knees - corners - bookcases - places that are not open to normal consideration.

2 slices of bacon -- 92
French Toast -- 298
Yogurt -- 140
Fiber One -- 120
Popcorn -- 200
TOTAL -- 850

(However, the scale is still reporting the same numbers - persevere, Hope, persevere!