Well, after my youth cream debacle, I checked out a life expectancy calculator I saw on MamaKat's site. Good to know that I have a life expectancy of 102 years old. I'll make a cute old person, I think. I saw a bunch of centurians on Good Morning America this morning before I left for work. I could see myself in their shoes, saying things like: "I may be 98 but I don't feel a day over 70!" Hee Hee. Not so good to know that in order to reach my "ideal weight for longevity", I need to lose 9 pounds.
And speaking of losing things, I'm continuing to lose the clutter. Last week, I reached the bottom of the paper and can recycling pile. This week, I plan to get to the bottom of the cardboard pile. Little by little, dumping it into the work recycling bin, but not too much at once. My hope, by the end of this week, to have it to the point where I can just keep up with, not pare down of the piles of crap-o-la. I also got rid of all the catalogs in the magazine basket that I am not going to order anything from. One more week of paring down! It's getting easier to think since I'm not surrounded by as much clutter. If I keep this up, before long, I'll be solving all the world's problems.