I managed not to injure myself anymore this weekend and I’m grateful that Nick’s back home. I feel safe – to a point. Although I kept my weight the same for the past two weeks, this week I slipped above that magic number Nick is so keen on me staying below. He’s been consistent in using some horrible cane like implement when I’m over. I definitely won’t hold it against him if he forgets to check the log this week. I’ve told you he has tons on his mind. If he’s still determined to use the damn cane, I’d really just as soon he forget. I’ll let you know.