My weight is still hovering around 100 pounds. It appears to be the new normal. No complaints from me about it. I never thought I would hit a hundred pounds in my life, much less maintain it if the mark was ever reached. I have even bounced back from a 24 hour bug a couple weeks ago I was sure might set me back insurmountably. I am doing a fantastic job of shoveling in those calories. Because junk food is the staff of life.
I will end this post on a beating a dead horse note, because I promised back in June to keep harping on it. Team Chavis still allegedly has my personal belongings boxed up. This is, of course, a lie. They threw all my stuff out as far back as May 2013. but I have, am, and will continue to call their bluff. What do I have to lose? Either they admit what they have done or I get my stuff back. I will make arrangements to pick it up. Team Chavis just has to dig up whatever piddling courage and/or honesty they have within them. I am not optimistic.