I don't know what to say about Tuesday ... I started the day with a juice and a cuppa and shreddies for breakfast (I didn't finish the whole bowl) and then I had a packed lunch with me (cheese and cucumber roll with a yoghurt) which was fine I suppose. Then after work I had an appointment to get my hair done. Hubby was supposed to be putting some jacket spuds in the oven but when I arrived home at about ten to eight in the evening the oven was still turned off and the potatoes still in the cupboard. I was looking forward to my spud with tuna mayo and a sprinkling of cheese and now it was too late to start cooking it. Drat. So I stand in the kitchen trying to decide what to eat - Hubby has now decided he isn't hungry so it's cooking for one which is always more of a chore than cooking for two. In the end I have a portion of leftover lasagne from the freezer which was completely average and I drink three glasses of wine and scoff a few aero bubbles. Listen to me ... obsessing about everything I ate and I didn't really enjoy any of it if I'm really honest.
I was going to listen to the McKenna CD when a friend of ours popped in for coffee ... by the time he had gone I couldn't be bothered with anything but bed so the CD session was missed. And because of the hair cut I didn't get any exercise either. Aerobics on wednesday though.
I have no idea how much I weigh and I do not feel thinner yet.
Gem x
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