Afternoon ladies.
Sunday after Christmas schedule so far.
0930 I’m so bored I could actually get up get showered change into fresh Pj’s
FROM 10:00 PROCEED to fire up the lap top order a lifetime supply of haribo, pretend spend £300 on clothes that are a bargain in the sale ; but because I’m not the shape that can wear anything it stays in the virtual basket. Long sleeved mesh netting crop tops are not much called for in a civil service post anyway.
10:35 I start looking at what it costs for liposuction / facelift .. then personal Trainers .. then gyms , then calculating calorie deficit , then walking fast burns how much sites ; make a tentative plan to walk to Scotland and back the long way in order to shed the weight - surprised to see how long that would take !
11:15 start to look at holidays , click back a pageto bikinis , eat more biscuits , realise even though I’m bored of being 5’ft fuck all and the need to shop in petite maternity , I’m always going to be this height , eat another biscuit.
14:00 Have the shower , laugh at the predictability of my insanity; head downstairs.
15:00 AND FINALLY say f**k it , I am what I am , eat a biscuit , find a serial killer documentary to watch and pour a glass of Baileys whilst eating another biscuit.
Anyone else having the same kinda day or is it just my individual lunacy ?
Anger management!!! Help needed.