I Broke The F'ing Scale

Last night, as I do just about every night, I weighed myself before going to bed. Much to my dismay, the scale tipped to the right and I'm officially heavier than I've ever been. Bummer. To some, they might read this and say shut up BJ! You have nothing to complain about! To this I reply, "Yes. Yes I do have something to complain about. When I stepped on the scale this morning to verify that I am indeed the same weight I was last night and to make sure it wasn't a fluke, I stepped on and consequently broke, yes broke, the scale. I broke the f'ing the scale. I am just in my complaining and now am going to get things back in order and turn thing around like I had for the first 3 months of the year!" Bleh. No more visions of a riding mower and a new house for this guy... Looks like I'll be pushing that mower around the yard!!!