A few friends had been complaining lately that I haven’t blogged in a while. I asked them what I can blog about because nothing has happened and I am still fat. Well, thanks to my friends, something did happen and I shall blog about it right now!
Ok, so like I said, I am still fat. My excuse this time is because I have moved house. That’s right people, I have finally moved in with my boyfriend and it is a gazillion miles away from work. So, while packing and moving and cleaning old house and setting up new house, who had time to diet? I had to eat on the run and that meant quick and easy things like Strongbows for drinking and chocolate for snacking and I have managed to maintain my curvaceous figure quite well.
Now that I have been at the new house for a week and a half my new reason for not dieting yet is due to the excessive travel. I travel for a minimum 2 hours and 20 minutes a day to and from work which gives me very little time to organise lovely salads and healthy snacks and low calorie dinners. Whilst I am the luckiest woman in the world coming home to dinner cooked for me every night by Boyfriend, I can’t be dictating to him what to cook me now can I? That may make me out to be very ungrateful. So when I am served lovely lamb chops with mashed potato, who am I to complain? I didn’t cook it.
Anyway, let me get to the point of my conversation ok?
Last night I went to book club at it was held at a city pub which was great because they had cider! So we talked about our book and I had ciders and had a really good time. I didn’t eat any naughty stuff because none of it was gluten free so I was feeling quite good about myself until………….
Just as we were all about to leave, I had to go to the toilet due to my very long drive ahead of me. I went into the bathroom, opened the toilet door and ‘tried’ to walk in. I could not believe it but, I couldn’t get in! I had to open the door really wide and squeeze myself between the door and the toilet roll holder! Now, I know I am not a lean person but I am also not the Nutty Professor. How can the toilet be so small? Surely someone has complained. But how does one complain about not being able to fit in the toilet?
Once I had done my business, I waited until the person next to me had left because I knew it was going to be a struggle getting out and yep, almost broke the toilet holder AND the door. The darn door squeaked and groaned almost as much as me trying to get out of the loo!
Maybe this weekend I’ll try to organise myself enough to stop buying yummy lunches each day and indulging in my after work strongbows and go back to the healthy living and continue on my journey to waking up skinny.
I can’t start today because my desk buddy ‘C’ bought me a chocolate bar and it would be very ungrateful of me not to eat it!
That is all
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