The good news: it made me a couple of pounds lighter than my bathroom scale.
The bad news: it made me age 51; I'm 42.
I am in the process of losing 42 pounds; I am down 13 and am in week 9 of Weight Watchers. I've done WW before - and successfully. However, after an ankle injury 8 months ago, I stopped working out and gained 20 pounds. I want to lose those 20, plus an addl' 22.
I'm getting there - Wii Fit will help. :)
I have visited stores countless times in search of a Wii Fit. I have been to online stores even more. I have watched eBay and battled other bidders unsuccessfully.
Soon, it became a war of challenge for me - and finally, an obsession.
Sure, I could have easily scored one from eBay - but I remained steadfast in my refusal to pay a scalper more than retail plus reasonable shipping. On eBay, the mark up from retail has averaged about 75%. I scoffed!
My disease must have been contagious, because suddenly Al was in on the hunt, becoming as consumed by the Search for the Wii Fit as me. Today, he had to get some geek gadgets, so visited several stores that were Wii Fit habitats. Once again, failure in the quest.
But tonight...Tonight he stalked our prey on eBay. He waited, pursued and then chased. And finally, the hunter became the victor.
Al successfully placed a last second bid on a Wii Fit - retail plus reasonable shipping - and won!
The Power Seller has 98.5% positive feedback out of 40,000.
Indeed, quite a conquest.
I eagerly await delivery of my new Wii Fit.
And now, I rest.
I saw them in Target - about 8 of them. I thought about getting one; however, since I don't have a Wii, this didn't make much sense.
A week later, I purchased a Wii.
Guess what?
Wii Fits are no where to be found. At retail, anyway.
They retail for $89.99. On eBay, they average about $145. One jackass has it as a Buy Now for $250. What I want to know is two things: Why can't Nintendo get it right as far as how many they produce and deliver? The quantities are out there. Today, there are over 3,000 listed on eBay. Why are these Wii Fits not in the hands of consumers and in the hands of scalpers (that's my second question). Most stores had a one Wii Fit - per - person policy. So how do so many of the jack ass scalpers on eBay have several in inventory (per scalper)?
I have searched and searched for a Wii Fit at a reasonable price. I'm willing to pay up to $110 including shipping. I refuse to pay any more than that.
I am listed for auto notification on ToysRUs.com. I am registered on a site that scans the WWW for Wii Fits - and will eMail me when it finds one. I check the Web site of the store I hate more than any other - Walmart - every day. Last Sunday, i was up at 7 AM and drove to three stores looking for it. The day before, I drove to five.
Nothing. Nada.
Where are the Wii Fits?!
I have something to blog about - my quest for a Wii Fit. So, I'll do that in my next post. I can also update about being back on Weight Watchers.
I hurt my ankle last September. A terrible sprain that keeps getting re-injured. I am once again wearing my Air Cast. Since I hurt myself, I can not go to the gym. I gained over 20 pounds since Sept for this very reason. So, back on WW - but I started out wanting to lose 42 pounds. I am officially down 12. Weigh in days (I do it online) are Wednesdays.
My doggies are doing well. Max, the older one, and Pilot, the younger one are not exactly friends, but they are not enemies either. Max wants nothing to do w/ Pilot. He's my alpha male. Pilot is a follower - and very energetic. He adores Max - admires him. He is a shadow to Max. Poor thing. He just gets ignored.
But we - the people of the family - shower him with hugs and kisses and attention. He is loved. Just not by Max.
OK, so I didn't keep the journal updated.....eh.
Our new Greyhound is doing well! He's been w/ us for about a month now. He's mastered the stairs. He's eating well. He's getting used to us. He is still a bit shy, but getting over it.
We did a search on him and found out that he comes from a sire dating back to 1820 - as far back as the line has been tracked. His name was Pilot. Turns out, our other Grey dates back to the same sire! My dogs are cousins! The older Grey is 29 generations from Pilot, the new dog, 32.
We also changed the new dog's name from "Gage" to "Pilot." :-) He wasn't responding to Gage at all - and he seems to like Pilot. So, Pilot, it is.
Today we introduced him to Max, who didn't seem to care about him one way or the other - I thought he'd be more pleased. Oh well...I'm sure he'll warm up to Gage. He met the cats - sort of. The cats really rusprised me - they barely batted their eyes. I suspect they are planning to murder us for this latest infringement upon "their space" as we sleep tongiht.
Gage ate really well and walked on his lead perfectly. We showed him around the place, including our fenced in yard (over 6ft PVC fencing). We also began teaching him how to climb stairs - he's getting the hang of it. I put up his crate in my bedroom - right next to Max's. As soon as I put his bedding in, he went right in and took a snooze - he even snored, which tells me he's at least somewhat comfortable here.
He is very shy - a little skittish. But, I think, with time this will change. Civilization is still very new to him - he's only been off the track for about four weeks. He's a lucky boy to have been saved - and we're lucky, too - we're going to have a great life together. :-)
I'm THRILLED! We were approved to adopt the Greyhound! We'll be picking him up tomorrow morning! Today we went shopping for him - two new dog beds, an ID tag, bowls and a stand, food...we already have an extra crate, Greyhound coats, leashes and collars, so we're good w/ that.
I'm so excited - he's such a beautiful boy and he's coming to a great home where he'll be safe and loved.
The next hurdle: Even though Max has met him and seemed to like him, living w/ him is another ball game. Max should be fine, though. I think he'll actually be happy. BUT, the cats are going to be PO'd! Oh boy...it will take them a while to adjust. I wonder what they're going to do to us when we walk in here with another dog....it won't be pretty, but I know they'll get over it.
Meanwhile, I turned in the Jetta this AM. I was teary-eyed. I patted her on the roof, thanked her for three great years and was on my way. I picked up the new car, which I really like. I miss my Jetta....but the new car will serve me well, I think.
Now back to pining for a returned phone call from the adoption agency....
I am beside myself - and not in a good way. I am so nervous about the Greyhound adoption - I WANT TO KNOW if we're approved or not. Since the initial interview Monday night, I'm too nervous to talk to them again so asked my husband to do it next time they called. "Just tell them I'm in the shower," I said.
Well, they called. He answered. They told them they had more questions about our Greyhound. He said, "OK, she's in the shower. I'll have her call you back."
WHHHHHAAAATTTTTT?????!!!!!!!!!!
He hung up and gave me the phone number. I am so angry - seething! I asked him why oh why he did not answer the questions - it's his dog, too! He said he thought he was just supposed to pretend that I wasn't available.
It gets worse...
I called them back myself and got an answering machine. $^**&#(&*&$!!!! I left a message...It's been ten minutes, and still no call back. I am furious!!!!! I am a wreck. I just want to cry.