Weight is holding. That's about all I can say. Everything else around me is falling apart. Nothing like getting stabbed in the back, again, by the one person who professes to love you. One of these days I will learn. I just hope it's before I'm too old and decrepit and fat(again) to even care.
I need a better paying job and it just isn't presenting itself and I don't understand at all how I'm supposed to manage finances that disappear before they ever reach my account. Sigh.
Bankruptcy looks more appealing all the itme.