You know, I've lost about 20% of my body weight as measured on Jan 1 of this year, and I'm still kinda fat. That's a bummer. Still, I'm moving in the right direction. Got another 50lbs and I'll be at my idealized weight. Anything more than 30 and I'm going to be rolling down the aisles singing alleluia.
So, yeah, I'm home. Money's hemorrhaging from both ends as we decorate, buy plants (and beer. Holy shit it's hot. I have absolutely no desire for whisky) and get used to it raining for 30 seconds every 45 minutes or so. Seriously, it's rainy as balls.