I'm happy to report that being a slug at Rob's house and being a slug at my house are two completely different things. Today was slug day and I went to the grocery store, walked the dogs twice, watched some football, messed around on the computer, and cooked dinner. At Rob's, you get comfortable in his theater seating and only get up to go to the kitchen or the bathroom. I feel better now that I've resolved this issue and don't feel so worthless.

Also excited that I didn't gain a pound while I was gone. It doesn't make sense, but I'm not complaining... just hoping that I don't decide that Ben & Jerry won't hurt me!