Yeah, its been a weird couple of weeks.

I was on vacation. But it was, overall, a working vacation. We stripped all the wallpaper in Dani's new room, and we worked out in the mornings, and then we went camping & hiking. So I was totally off the diet, in part because I couldn't manage to regulate my eating on that schedule, and in part because with all the working out I was constantly STARVING.

In the long run, I think it worked out well for me. I have to weigh myself at the gym tonight, but I think I gained weight. At least according to my screwed up scale at home. On the other hand... I have lost girth. My pants are all just a little looser than they were. So this is GOOD. I hope that I am gaining muscle and losing fat, which is the better way to be. And since muscle weighs more, I have to expect to not go down in weight so easily.

Honestly, if I can drop sizes and not lose as much weight, I don't care. I want to be a size 12 again. Or 10. I was only barely ever a size 8, so while I can dream, I can't really expect it. I'm just not *built* that way. A size 10 looked pretty good, though, so I'd take it!