Delayed

Whew.

Weight is a big issue for me, as I've written about before. And Kat's post yesterday got me up on my soapbox and off on a tangent.

I decided to move it from her comment thread to my own blog because really, what I ended up saying had very little to do with what she wrote. The thoughts I've been having for years strangely coalesced around one or two of her sentences.

So I've spent ages tonight pounding out my train of thoughts, and I think I'm happy with how it came out. I was going to post it tonight with just a quick read through, but I think it needs time to sit. And it may be long enough that I need to divide it into a couple of sections so that you don't skip the whole damn thing completely.

Look for that in the next few days.

At any rate, here it is, much closer to midnight than I expected to be conscious, and my dishes aren't even done.

However! I did get partially packed for my trip to California, to see CT. Truthfully, I started yesterday. I'm only taking carry on, and I'm a little worried about fitting everything in. I had to prioritize something fierce, taking only the important things.

This, of course, means that I don't really have a reasonable outfit in there. Though I suppose it all depends on your definition of reasonable. Nine days of skin-tight jeans and lots of cleavage for certainly fits CT's version. And I do like a reasonable fellow.