I'm Whelmed

Have you seen the movie "Ten Things I Hate About You"? One of the characters says to another, "I know you can be overwhelmed and I know you can be underwhelmed, but can you be just whelmed?" I under "whelmed" to be the place in the middle, where everything's a big flipping mush. I feel whelmed today; my highs and my lows are mashed up together to give me a big BLECH in the middle. Here's a few reasons why:
1. Grandpa is home! They released him from the hospital today, and he's on his way home. Miracles do happen.
2. Speaking of miracles (maybe of a more minor variety), did anyone else see the absolutely amazing game last night? The Saints pulled it out and it rocked.
3. I broke one of the cardinal rules for female ministers: never wear brand new heels on a Sunday morning. I knew it was a bad plan when I put the shoes on, but they're so stinking cute that I did it anyway. Anyway, I didn't break them in before I wore them and they are about an inch taller than my normal heel height, so it was not a good plan.
4. As a result of yesterday's heel fiasco, my legs hurt more today than they should. The shoes worked my calves and today I pushed them further. My body is not all that happy at the moment.
5. I'm not so much in the Valentines spirit. In fact, I wish it would just go away.

So all of this stuff is going on inside of my mind and I stepped on the scale this morning: I'm back to my original weight. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I am not the happiest of campers. Now, I know I've lost weight and gained some muscle. My clothes are looser. I feel good. I can wog with the best of them. But still...I am whelmed in the face of the numbers...