Little bit of a bounce back up, but I go into the week 2.5# lower than last Monday. Kidlet decided he needed to make cupcakes. We went to the store and started reading cake mix/prepared frosting labels (omg!!!) - and settled for an organic vanilla cake mix, and I made him a buttercream frosting (4 ingredients and only 9 syllables!). But there was a lot of bite/lick/tasting going on, I confess. All in all, one of my better weekends otherwise.
Funny about 135 - I fantasize about that number too! I dimly remember passing by it in the late 80's - was probably about there when I got married 22 yrs ago. For me, it's linked to an old rule of thumb about 100 pounds for the first 5 feet, and then 5 pounds an inch after that. Even though it's not going to be realistic for me now, there's always that wishful sigh ...
Neuro -

Glad you're here with us - I'm familiar with the blank stare you can get from "outsiders" and they just say, "Well, why don't you just stop?" I've never had the experience of my body going rogue from restriction - my overeating is so purely in my head ... your struggle is totally opposite. I hope you can find peace with it before you drive yourself crazy. If it helps to rant here, keep it up! By the way, I remember you asking where I am in MI - not sure if I answered, so ... I'm in Fenton, between Flint and Ann Arbor.
Work remains completely out of control. Apparently another top-down re-org is on the way, so no one is capable of making any decisions. I expect to be in limbo and covering 3 positions until it's resolved one way or another. Oh well. I'm sure 5 years from now I will look back on it and if not laugh, wonder what the big deal was. Breathe!