Grrr! Bulk want more cake!
There I was congratulating myself last month for weighing less than Homer Simpson during my 39th birthday, only to discover it was probably a fraudulent claim when I got on the scale this morning…241! I’m two pounds heavier than Homer! Good thing the scale can’t talk, it would say, “Ugh! Get off tubby!” So a major goal before turning 40 is to lose some weight which I was already seriously pondering when Somara and I were shopping at Academy earlier this week; she needed socks and I decided to see what a new exercise bike cost, then go to Craigslist, some procrastinator’s loss is my gain. It worked out last time with the treadmill I ran on until it broke. Somara did buy me a used treadmill recently as a Christmas present yet it only works when she’s on it. Now that I’ve been on a scale, I think I’ve discovered why, I’m over its weight capacity.
Well, something has to be done, after I use my Kenny-401k money to pay off a student loan and buy myself a new MacBook.