Since I began blogging I've almost continually had some kind of stat counting system linked to it. No more. I deleted it at 391,000 visitors. I'm feeling anxious, tho. Isn't that stupid?! But it's kind of like the anxiety a chocoholic feels when they realize they've already eaten their secret stash of MnM's they'd hidden in the back of a cupboard and they know there aren't any more hidden elsewhere! Believe me, I know how that feels as well, since I used to weigh 221 1/2 pounds and I had MnM's -- as well as bags of fried Cheetos -- stashed everywhere...even in an empty clothes washer. I was obsessed. I was obsessed with my numbers, too. I don't like being obsessed. I want to know I can shed the counter just like I've shed around 60 pounds altogether. Dear Hubby commented to me as I passed by him the other day, "You're sure looking scrawny." He meant it in a nice way, believe me. I love that man.