I lost something
Lucky for me, it’s not something I care to find! 
… The scale said I was down 0.8. It’s not as much as I’d have liked to lose, but it IS something, so I’ll take it. After Saturday’s Dilly Bar and Cheese Fries debacle, it’s nothing to sneeze at!
I’m having a much better day than the poor tourist who was parked at Bell Rock Vista outside of Sedona when I got there to take a walk before my WW meeting. (I usually do that when I go to the evening meeting at Village of Oak Creek instead of my regular noon one up in Flagstaff.)
I pulled into the parking lot and remember seeing the van and being annoyed that it was taking up two spaces. As I was getting out of the car, the younger of the two women headed to the vehicle started screaming. It was then that I noticed the window had been smashed. All their stuff had been taken — purse, the cash inside, credit cards, video camera … The older one, the mom, said they hadn’t even been there very long — just long enough to walk to the other end of the lot and take a few pictures.
They’d just gotten here, too, from the Midwest. It was the beginning of their vacation. I feel bad for them. What a crappy way to start a vacation. But it makes me glad for my small victory at the scale. (My day could have been so much worse!)