Ahh, hormones … sometimes, they make my weight spike, and sometimes they make it drop. I’ll let you know whether or not I trust this number in a week or so.
In the meantime, I’m quite happy to see 182 again, and I even saw 181.8 for a split second before the scale decided, “Nope. I lied. You’re 182.” And I’m okay with that. A friend of mine has a scale that talks to her. Every morning, it says “Good morning, you weigh …” I always laugh in the morning when I weigh myself, just thinking of that scale. I think I’d throw the damn thing out the window. My scale is very polite and most importantly, QUIET. Scales are DEFINITELY something that should be seen and not heard!