1. In the last week, I crossed 2,000 days of calorie tracking. To be honest, I put in calories every day, but some days are less accurate than others. Let’s just say not staying on budget for the better part of a month, I’m not doing good on my weight goals. The pants are a bit on the tight side. But dammit, I refuse to go up a pants size when I worked hard to get it down. Plus, the pain is motivation.
  2. After playing with The Wife’s cousin’s airsoft set up (Glock-style CO2 gun and target trap) during our recent trip, she and I discussed me getting a similar set up. So, we ordered a pistol (M&P instead of Glock) and a trap. Except, when the trap came, it was much smaller than we anticipated. That doesn’t bother me, as I’m hoping it will help with my accuracy (i.e., aim small, miss small). I’ve even set up a spare belt with one of my old holsters for practice. The only issue is The Wife wants me to practice outside, and I want to do it in the garage. If we had real fences, I wouldn’t have an issue, but since we don’t, I don’t want to tempt the neighborhood Karens. Or shoot a bunch of airsoft bb’s into the pond. (Because my aim isn’t always perfect.)
  3. My SIL sent over pics of my niece going to homecoming. My niece looked very pretty. Still, when did my niece get old enough to go to homecoming? Damn, time flies.
  4. I came home from the trip with more toys for my office. Yeah, it’s starting to get crowded in there. May have to do a culling. Many of them are just displayed, but some are my fidget spinners. Those are mainly transformers. The two new ones (Coronation Starscream and Cobb Vanth from Mandalorian) are both display items. Just figuring out where stuff goes. I may have to take everything down and re-org the office. And I still need to mount Grandpa’s old shotgun.