Saturday, June 23, 2012
Now that 5 cats live in my house I find myself at Sam's Club buying supplies much more frequently. Sam's Club is just the best when you need a half-ton of...whatever! I was there last night because we needed more dry food, but while I'm there I decide I might as well get canned food and litter too. I'll need them in 2-4 days anyway.
So I got a second workout yesterday hefting a 20 lb bag of dry cat food, a case of canned cat food, and a 42 lb sack of cat litter into the cart, then out of the cart & into the car. Then again this morning out of the car & into the house. I'm proud that once again (thanks ST) hoisting the 42 lb sack is really no problem. BUT...it is heavy!
Damn that 42 lb sack of cat litter. Why does it have to be SOOOO symbolic? You see, that's a pretty good approximation of the amount of extra weight I'm carrying around right now. And every time I go to Sam's Club, I'm dragging my big fat symbol around. Holy Crap, no wonder I'm tired! You'd think I'd buy a clue and get super busy losing that extra weight.
Maybe I can scrape together enough to at least RENT that clue for a while? Hope I can keep my symbol in mind as I head to the beach for some fun. I'm actually down a few pounds this week, don't want to pull my 'usual' and blow it over the weekend...