But I do have to do this one.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MASTERADEPT!!!

We now return you to your regularly scheduled non glittery programming.

Today's phrases are "WORK LIKE FIEND" and "CLEAN ALL THE THINGS." I have done more scrubbing today you guys, oof. However I seem to be falling into a nice comfy pattern of "It's Friday! I need to clean the house!" And lo, the house gets cleaned, so it seems to be all good. As opposed to be being all "It's friday! OMG! Clean the house!" and then not cleaning and feeling like crap about it. So um, I guess at least stuff's getting done? And I got actual bathroom cleaning stuff, so there may have been chemical fume inspired cackling. Maybe.

I seem to be comfortably back into size 16 pants, with the ability to get into one particular pair of 14Ws that I've been saving in my closet for a couple years. They're only a wee bit tight. Alas, my everyday pants are officially too big - I put them on this morning and realized I could easily have done so without unzipping/buttoning. There's like three inches of space between belly button and waistband. Normally I'd be all oh hai smaller pants, except I don't really have anything in my closet currently that's not 18/20 except for the aforementioned pair I have on. Crap. That's kinda the problem with gaining/losing a bunch of weight for whatever reason - I hate going clothes shopping.

I have to clean and work MOAR now. Possibly also eat something too. At least the rampant nausea's more or less done so I actually get hungry as opposed to nauseated when I then have to translate into hungry. Stupid digestion.