Help! There is a naked man in my living room!

Oh, it’s just my husband.

Our laundry room is in the middle of the living room. Weird, right?

With the doors closed, I forget there is a laundry room there, Until suddenly my husband’s skinny naked form appears as he opens the laundry room doors, takes off his pj’s, and dumps them in the washer all while I’m trying to do my morning writing sprint.

Why has he been able to lose 55 pounds and when I try I lose exactly zero pounds?

To be fair, he did have emergency gall bladder surgery and was put on a special diet.

But I’m pretty sure a gall bladder doesn’t weigh 55 pounds.