There are days when getting out of bed was the wrong choice.
There are days when getting out of bed is a good choice.
Not sure about today, apart from the fact I have been irritable, happy, annoyed etc etc etc.
Today is a 'fat' day so consoled myself by eating a huge portion of homemade lasagne. Hubby pleased, he loves my lasagne, but I really shouldn't of had so much of it, now I feel huge. i can't get back into dieting mode, not helped by the fact that I haven't done any exercise either!
As they say tomorrow is another day, no point in getting stressed out now.
10 weeks to go to my friends daughters wedding, i need to get a move on. We are supposed to be going out and getting outfits next week, so I should at least try and make an effort to lose something!
Stress takes its till and it is funny how it affects us. It isn't that I have overeaten, it is portion sizes that is to blame, I eat too much. Three meals a day is good, not the quantity that I eat, and it is that I need to get a handle on once more.
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On a lighter note, hubby is his usual annoying self deciding to put a cold bottle of milk on the piece of bare flesh between the bottom of my top and the top of my jeans as I bent down to get the lasagne out of the oven. He nearly, very nearly , got the whole lot over him! He has been in one of those annoying moods, the type that makes him a windup merchant and he has done a good job of winding up the kids this evening. Thankfully they have headed off to bed now, him included so peace reigns again!
Right I am going to have a glass of milk and head of to read my book before I retire!
Have a good evening!




