So, starting off with the best ...
I lost a total of 32 lbs since January 17 and won
$288! A profit of $173 ($115 starting bet.)
Better yet though, I feel as though I have made real changes to my eating habits.
One prime example - every other time I had finished a weigh in (and won) I had given myself permission to go "off Plan" for a day ... or two or three... This time though, I have just kept on trucking. Eating the same way I have since I made the decision to go fully Whole Foods Plant Based no refined sugars, limited salt/oil.
Yesterday at work someone had brought in several boxes of doughnuts. Some of which used to be favorites of mine. Thursday I was able to look at them, remember how good they tasted, but realize I didn't really want them.
Today there still were some left, and I had to go by them a zillion times ... it got harder, but I told myself I could have a "milkshake" when I got home. (dates, almond milk, a handful of walnuts, peanut butter, cocoa powder) Yum!
In the so so category ...
The memorial for SIl was on Saturday afternoon. There wasn't a huge turnout. Most people seemed to be either neighbors or friends of her son. It was kind of sad really. DH was both relieved and disappointed at the turnout (he wasn't looking forward to being focused on by a bunch of people.)
We took care of SIL's ashes last night, and then stopped by DH's stepdad's house. Oooh boy. When he goes, we're going to have a lot of fun with his place. Not. He has barely a walkway through his house. It's not filled with trash, but with STUFF. Loads and loads of framed pictures lining the walls (not hung, but leaning against the wall.) 50++ dressed mannequins, a room full of Barbie dolls in boxes and other dolls. And so much more. He's 86 and definitely not in good health.
DH's sister had gone over to his place every Sunday and "shared a beer" with him, up til a month or so before she got really sick. DH won't "share a beer" with him, and if he goes over there once a month that would be amazing. (No love lost for stepdad - Hitler is one of his heroes. As is Sarah Palin and Trump. Ugh. He was a real turd to DH growing up.)
DH would really rather have nothing to do with him, but I think his good side will win out over his enmity towards the guy. He's all alone now ( a bed he made for himself, as DH says)
It's just really sad.
Now for the stuff that makes my blood boil.
DH knows this guy through work who has done projects for the pizza restaurant owner many times over the years. He also does fences.
So .. DH talked to him about doing our fence.
After many delays, he finally comes over and gives us an estimate.
A few weeks later (after DH texted him several times) he called DH to say - I was waiting to hear if you wanted to go ahead or not.
So, DH writes out a check to him for the cost of the materials = $2254 and I tape it to the back door. The check is cashed by the end of the day.
I call the utility line to have them come out and mark the property. The materials were supposed to be delivered by the end of the week.
DH texts him to find out what's going on.
DH texts him again. "Oh! I texted you a week and a half ago blah blah blah. My guys will be there on Thursday."
I call the utility number to have the lines refreshed.
DH texts him.
DH leaves him a voicemail.
DH calls again and leaves a voicemail.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. My grandfather died and I've been dealing with that the last month. I just got back into town, and should be able to start Friday morning."
This was Wednesday. He was seen at the pizza restaurant Saturday morning.
DH leaves him a voicemail telling him that if there is not some movement on this project by Monday, we are going to ask for our money back.
I'm not looking forward to going to small claims court.
Dietbet, Memorial, the Fence!
So, starting off with the best ...