My goal is to get to the point where I no longer need to do shots for my diabetes. I weighed at the Y SAturday: down to 213. Forty down; sixty to go. Getting off the wrong drugs has helped tremendously.

My job continues to be major stress, but then I remember to be thankful I've got one; if it weren't for the health plan I would have chucked it and gotten out of here a long time ago.

I also want to finish paying off my house sooner rather than later, like, next year, so if I'm out of a job in 2010 at least I'll have a roof over my head.