I love not being hungry but I hate being exhausted.
I love looking leaner but I hate what the scales say.
I love finding pants in my wardrobe that have been retired and fitting into them easily but I hate not remembering if they were put away because they were too big or too small.
I love spending time in Brisbane with the girls but I hate feeling lonely without them.
I love having a blog that people read but I hate not being able to think of anything to say.