Unbelievable on what happened to me yesterday. It had to be written in the stars.
Okay, to let those who don't know, yesterday was my day to make lifetime. Before I went, I startd my new Saturday position as a weigher at WW. As I was going, my new shoes ripped into my toes and shredded my skin. (Sorry for the vulgar details but this was the beginning). Okay, so whatever,.. I rush to my meeting to get my key with my wonderful leader.
I go, my leader is out. She was food poisoned..Great!! So, I hop on the scale..up .6 but still in range..Fine, I'll deal with it just want the friggin' key. I usually go to this one girl who knows me to get weighed but this other girl was open. She says to me..Okay. I said "Aren't I lifetime? I went through 6 weeks of maintenance!!" She says "You have one more week!" I'm like what? So, I leave and my sister-in-law says this isn't right. One more week would be 7 weeks of maintenance. I go back to the meeting. The other girl who I usually go to says I did make it and hands me my key. Great..meeting is over.. la dee da.
Was it supposed to be this wonderful?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Fran