I have no idea how much I weigh as hoards of grandchildren have descended on the house. OK, some might consider the word “hoards” to be a slight exaggeration for “two”, but the impact is the same. With my stepdaughter and children staying with us, the household has almost doubled in size meaning that the kitchen, where we usually weigh ourselves, is constantly occupied, or likely to be invaded at any point, by children, grandchildren or adults.
"Well why not weigh yourselves in the bathroom like most people?" you may well ask. The answer to that lies in the fact that there are very few level floors in this house, and even fewer that aren't carpeted. The readings on the scales can vary depending on where we place them, so in order to keep a consistency we place them in the same place in the kitchen each week for our weigh-in.
To be honest, I'm not optimistic that I would have lost anything anyway, due to the fact that it was Maggie's birthday on Friday (cue lots of cake and treats) which followed a week of varied eating patterns while we tried to re-establish the food stocks after being away.
So, next week there will be no excuses and my weight will be posted whatever it is.