I ate a cupcake

I ate a red cupcake, and that was the beginning of it all.

We had a meeting, and I ate another 10 m&ms, 4 mini chicken biscuits and another 10 chips.

I went home feeling bloated, and feeling like the junk food had a terrible effect on my body.

My body is really beginning to reject rubbish and large amounts of food.

Eating in small amounts has been good for me, and I feel so groggy, slow and ill tonight.

I am glad tomorrow is Thursday, it is the second last day of the week.

Then it will be Friday and all will be well once I get to the weekend.

I can't believe it will be a long weekend on Monday! I'm really excited about that and I have high hopes of going to the beach. :)

And if not, I want to find something exciting to do, and not just whittle it away doing errands.

I am in a good place, currently. There is much food for thought, such as

1. coming home in a better mood

2. not feeling guilty about going for church events when I am not coping well

3. dealing with self esteem issues.

I am hoping to continue exercising and eating well, in order to reach something I can be satisfied with. So far, the change has been pleasing and I wish it to continue much further.

Disappointed.

I'm really quite disappointed with someone today. The issue at hand has been sorted out using a task oriented, anti-personal approach. The way Dennis looks at it, there's no point being silly about it now that it's been sorted out.

Actually, I'm much more ok with it since in the end, people are just people, right?

We got new plants! We bought them together at Bunnings at the advice of Lydia, and Dennis has elected a Venus flytrap and I a Gerbera. They seem an odd couple, but a happy tint in our life is watering them and watching them grow.

I cannot wait to move into the rental. :)

That's Life

Life sucks.

"That's life", I wanted to sing, "That's what people say, you're riding high in April, shot down in May"...

It is with resigned indifference that the writer of that song dismisses it all, but I have no such fortitude. When I say "That's life", it is with sad defeat and utter despair of it all. I despair of it.

Sinatra, you stupid, stupid man, why don't you ever let it go? What makes you think June will be any better? I guess someone has to sing the good news to let me know things will get better.

I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die wasn't just a thing to do, it was a thing to sing.

my, my.

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Reality check: I don't even live in a world where REAL women are promoted anyway. Eva Gardner is dead and gone. What can I expect from a universe that can't decide true beauty?