Here is me in my owl nightgown, feeling amazingly fat. And it is all the fault of the U.S. Census Bureau. Since I started that job back in November, my cute self has turned into an unrecognizable blimp self. Dirty shame it is.
For instance: tomorrow someone is bringing bagels in for breakfast and then we are having barbecue for lunch.
Oh and maybe one little teeny tiny other item - the lack of EXERCISE. Imagine such a thing.
One more week of work.
And the tears will flow because I will miss all the grand people I work with. I will also be happy because I will get my life back! And maybe a semblance of the old cute self.
YIPPEE!
2 comments:
You look adorable. Love the nightie. :)
Love the owls! and you don't look blimped out- but I know how you feel. Starting next week, if you'd like a walking partner, give me a shout!
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