I know you and I don't have a very good relationship. I haven't made it much of a secret that I loathe you, and you haven't kept it to yourself that you loathe me as well. And I don't blame you. I stand on you, I keep you sequestered into a corner of the kitchen. I argue with you when you tell me things. I almost always disagree with everything that you say...
Despite all of this, I just wanted to let you know that I really, REALLY appreciate what you said to me this morning. "144." It was like a wonderful boon and it made my day. In return, I promise not to yell at you all week, or to throw you next time you make me mad.
Thanks again, for letting me be a pound lighter this week.