Yes, I am addicted.
I weigh in every morning. Unless I somehow, miracle upon miracles, forget and eat first. I get disappointed and come up with possible explainations --whether the number goes up or down, I try to rationalize with it.
I am a scale 'ho.
I weigh in at work.
There is a tiny scale in the corner of the ladies' bathroom on our floor. Where it came from (other than the 1920's), I will never know.
But while I know that the scale at work, like at the doctor's office, is off and not a true read, can't I love it for just a moment???
I got on it all last week -- almost every time I went in to pee (which is a lot now that I am drinking water) and when there were no other ladies in the room ( ). And each time it put me at 199 or so -- a fairly accurate read after eating breakfast/lunch with all my clothes on...
But just now??? After breakfast AND lunch??? With all my clothes and shoes on?
194!!!!
Oh how I love thee, Ladies Bathroom Scale. Even if only until tomorrow afternoon...