There is a fluff war going on in my house and I’m not sure if I’m winning.
I took a look at the old decrepit scale the husband always complains about and decided that we needed a new one of the digital, easy to read variety. I would be putting you on if I said that I wasn’t a little apprehensive about what number was going to appear…I knew the old one had been lying to me, I just didn’t know how deceitful it had been. I thought surely it couldn’t be more than a mere 3 or 4 pound difference…..yeah, right. What if I tell you that my shiny, new scale has informed me that my weight was underestimated by a whopping TEN pounds!
It’s at moments like this when you’ve got to stop and ask yourself if the truth was really worth it. Is honestly really the best policy?
In the long run I suppose it is. You can’t get where you’re going unless you know where you’re coming from.