Orange Boxes

Orange boxes are not fun right now because there was a quality issue last month and we have to measure every single part until August 19. It slows me way down. It shouldn’t, but it does.

Nothing, yet. I’m anxious until I sign a document that says this whole thing is real. After that, I’ll feel better.

I’m embarrassed to be wearing shorts right now. Every time I see someone I think, “Oh, no. Don’t look at me.” Isn’t that sad?

Have I finally hit bottom? God, I hope so. Because the only way to go is up (or, in my case, back down). I just think I look terrible. I’m not going to tell you the pants size I had to order.

I know I’m probably the only one who actually cares about any of this. Looks aren’t supposed to matter, right? I’m sorry, though. I still want to be a better version of myself than I am now. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.

Really and truly, I just need to commit to tracking again. So easy. Just do it, damnit!

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