My non-starve days have been less good. I had a cookie frenzy on Tuesday and yesterday was just a bit carby. Next week I'll have to work on the non-starve days too and get them looking more like a diet. The cookie frenzy was at Ben's; I only allow myself to go there maybe a couple of times a year but they really are the best cookies. And it actually stops me buying cookies anywhere else as there is no point. But a buy 3 and get 4 is not the amazing and irresistible offer I thought it was. Yes. Four.
On the plus side, one of the starve days was against the backdrop of a psychology session, feeling generally ill and a tricky day so I was particularly impressed with myself that I stuck to it and didn't use any of these things as an excuse not to starve. I couldn't have really after cookie-gate - or alternatively I could have decided this week had already been rendered pointless (not in a WW way, obv!)
Work remains a challenge - the volume of work is slightly less but this is due to something incredibly frustrating acting as a blocker. Still, I live in hope of getting a lunch hour one day next week. I do leave feeling like a limp, wrung out rag most evenings and I can't carry on like this. Okay, that was just to give me an illusion that I have a choice! I have a new boss who is very funny and seems really lovely - he's like a camp, English version of Graham Norton. We work in a bit of a blame culture where people eagerly look out for and pounce on mistakes, ignoring good work, which is sapping and depressing. I hope he can cope because my life is a lot more pleasant and a lot easier with him in it. I only had my tests because he made me feel that there would be no repercussions if I was out of the office for half a day: there is no way I could have done that up to now.
Dear me, this is so dull, I am actually boring myself. Will try to be more interesting next week. If I can carve out a bit of life outside work for myself that is....