All
is woe. Woe, I tell you. It’s not festive and it’s not FUN.
Firstly,
I’m ill. I’m trying to look at it
positively and say ‘ah well, I’ll have it out of the way for Christmas’. Whilst this is extremely likely to be true,
it’s not an awful amount of compensation now when I’m feeling lousy but have to
be in the office. I know, there’s never
a good time, right? It’s only a
cold. The sort of cold that makes your
cheekbones (I do have them.
Somewhere...) and jaw achey and tender.
As well as a sore congested throat and feeling weak and wiped out. Of course my throat feels like I have a
collar of too-tight barbed wire. Because
I have to sing on Wednesday night, Saturday afternoon and Saturday evening. And I love carols’ descants but they are, by
their very nature, high. We have all the
in-laws over for a buffet lunch party on Sunday and I’m likely to be mute by
then. Which might be nice for them I
guess.
Secondly,
I dropped my phone down the loo. Only
for approx 2 secs and it only went half in but it appears to have done it
in. It seemed okay, if a bit flickery,
for the first couple of hours and then it got darker and more flicker until.....
nothing. It was not a good phone but it’s
on contract until June. I’ve bought a
sim-free relatively cheap replacement but I harbour deep suspicions that it’s
not going to be as easy as simply popping my sim into the new phone and
skipping blithely on. I was so upset I
couldn’t sleep last night. Talk about
over-reaction! And that was before I
learnt that my photos are all likely to be gone. Not sure what happens to apps etc. The new phone is not something that makes my
heart sing and not something I want to fork out for – especially at this time
of year. Ho, ho, ho.
Thirdly,
this is a weight loss blog, right? Well,
more aspirational than active, admittedly.
I got down to 3lbs below the 2st off last week – but it’s gone back on
again. And I can’t even blame it on
mucus as I’m not (yet) snotty. Perhaps
my throat is swollen 3lbs worth.
Hmmm. Today is meant to be a
starve day which might help, but this is extraordinarily difficult when I feel
rubbish - I simply don’t have the mental fortitude to cope with the
hunger. On the plus side, I was VERY
excited to find that I can have a whole tub of Glorious Skinnylicious soup for
less calories than my mug of powder I reconstitute with boiling water: tastier
and bigger, what’s not to love? This
will enormously improve starve days. But
I still have to limp my sorry-for-myself way to this evening to get to that
point.
Woe.
