If you haven't seen me in a while, which oddly many people in this building haven't, you may notice a change in my appearance. No, it's not cosmetic surgery. I have lost 43 pounds since September 7th. There, I've said it, you no longer need to ponder about what is different, or whether or not you should say anything for fear of offending. I am not sick. I am not anorexic. I have simply become determined not to be overweight any longer. It's amazing the clarity that follows after a sudden realization. Epiphany, I think they call it. I mean, I've thought it before, but never as seriously as I have now, and never with this much dogged persistence.
If you're thinking, "It must have had something to do with her 40th birthday," I have this to say to you: You're right.
Phew. I feel so much better now that it's out.
Carry on, Klipschsters!
