Hi, I'm down, though it is only .4 of a pound. I haven't been watching what I eat, but noticed a few times that I haven't been very hungry in the evenings, maybe that is what made the difference. One night I just skipped dinner and fed my husband and son.
Here the weather has been cold, we even had some snow last week (late for the Portland area, and flurries are forecast for next Friday). But it's been interspersed with some very clear, sunny days. Mt. Hood has been a knockout. You'll be driving along and turn to the east on a road, and suddenly here is a dazzling view of green, forested hills and white, white Mr. Hood, an eyeful. I've told my husband that if we can get a house in the neighborhood with a Mt. Hood view, I'm ready to move.
I'm still cleaning and sorting at the farm; with my sister gone, it's harder to deal with all the steps. For example, I sorted out some baby items to give to an acquaintance, but she lives a good hour across the metroplex, and given that I no longer drive freeways, she might as well live in Idaho. (I'm on the verge of just sending the darn stuff over to her in a taxi and having it be her problem to dispose of the extra things she doesn't want.) It's also become clear that me being able to succeed at the farm clean-up hinges more on not being alone than it does on actual cleaning. My sister would cheerfully go along with the lamest of errands -- we pulled out a cute, retro 1940s high chair that looked like it would be charming for someone to use to display antique dolls. Neither of us wanted to just throw it away or give it to the Goodwill (we were afraid the Goodwill would toss it due to liability concerns if someone put an actual baby in it). So one day when we went to grab lunch, we took it to the local antique shop to see if the guy would take it. If I had to do that kind of errand alone (or even with my husband, who said "For God's sake, just throw it away!" about his own father's framed college diploma) well, the high chair would still be in the attic, that's all. Anyway, he did take it, though you could tell he was a little embarrassed at the low price he offered us. But since our main goal was just not having it get trashed, we were delighted. It's great that my sister sees the world with the same pair of glasses. Now, I walk in and see the piles of stuff waiting to be sorted, and just want to leave again. It's difficult to even get one box sorted when I'm by myself.
Anyway, here comes my kiddo wanting my attention. Have a good week!