It snowed again last night. I'm guessing there's another six or seven inches of snow on top of the eight we got on Thursday. I spent about an hour shoveling this morning, so at least I got my exercise in for the day. If my shoulder wasn't bothering me, I don't think I'd mind the snow so much. I usually love winter, though my reasons are kind of messed up. I would pray for as much snow as possible every winter. It usually distracted people from shopping and that was a good thing considered I hated dealing with customers. But now that I don't have to worry about that, I guess it doesn't need to snow all that much. I do like snow on the ground during the winter. I think it's pretty. But we don't need back to back storms.
I made progress on the scale today. Last Sunday (and the few Sundays before that) I was at 214. Today I was 210! I'm thrilled beyond belief. I was probably in junior high the last time I weighed 210. I'm going to do some damage to that number today, I'm sure. The restaurant we love is having their first anniversary party today and I'm sure I'm going to over do it. But I've been so good, I'm allowed.