Shazbat. That's up half a pound from last week! Grumbling all the way, I took my shower and got purtified. Then, just for snorts, I got back on the scales:
So, either I lost a whole pound of dirt and facial hair in those few minutes, or there's something about how you stand on these cussed things that can sway the final result considerably. Whichever it might be, that second reading says I've lost half a pound this week, and that's the one I'm claiming. Phooey on the other reading.
Call it progress. I'll take it any way I can get it.