And I dropped a couple pounds from last week without making it to work out and eating fast food this weekend. I guess moving (especially from a 2nd floor apartment) is a work out all on its own. :-)
And yesterday, my mom was laughing because I started out in jeans and I had carried several things to load in the van, all the while tugging my pants up. Finally she told me to find something else and I was like... first, where are my clothes and second, um... I'm running out of options that fit.
So I will have to go clothes shopping soon.