My Scale is Broken

Well, not exactly broken.

It’s just not showing my weight.

It’s probably not really broken.

Well, it could be broken, I guess.

There’s no way to know for sure.

Unless I stood on it.

And that ain’t happening this week.

Not after my trip to Chicago.

Good news: I didn’t have deep dish pizza.

Bad news: I didn’t know there
was such a thing as deepest dish pizza.

Pray for me.