Well with the failed appeal for comments I shall assume that no one overly minds my constant rambles so I shall continue 😊 I am hungry. Not in the “oh good, dinner will be soon so I’ll wait” kind of way but in the “shall I eat a pizza or a tub of pringles?” way. We’re having chilli tonight! So excited for the spicy beef and kidney beans and rice… Maybe add some Doritos… But no. The diet shall be stuck to. No snacking between meals, no unnecessary alcohol (because yes there is such a thing as necessary alcohol) and absolutely no crisps. They’re my weakness.
Baron is a clingy child today, think he’s worried he’ll be sent back to the kennels. I did miss him though. His little fluffy face and brown eyes that follow every move you make.
There’s not much really on my mind today. Not yet anyway. Mum and Dad are back to usual so this is a delightful time to be home. I’m considering moving to Glasgow as soon as possible but unsure who to stay with or what good it would do. Apart from being good for my mental health, I don’t think there’d be any changes at home. Shame really.
But for now, I shall sit in silence and watch TV. Speak soon!
Good evening one and all! I write to you now from my own bed in my big bedroom with soft carpet under my feet. And yet why am I not happy?
After 16 days of my granny’s company we settled down tonight to catch up on coronation street in silence. Fish and chips for dinner, a brief nap in the middle of the afternoon, and we’re able to drink water straight from the tap. So why does it feel like something’s missing?
One possible reason – Baron. My delightful cocker spaniel is not yet home. Tomorrow morning, Dad and I will go pick him up so I’m excited for that.
Another option is I’m starting my diet in the morning. I know, I know. I said the exact same this time last year but this time I have you guys to back me up, right? By my 21st birthday (14 months away) I want to be happy when I look at myself in a mirror. Right now I’m not so sure I can say that I am. However breakfast won’t be a problem. We have the choice of porridge, porridge, dry toast or porridge. Considering I don’t like milk there may be a slight bias in my decisions.
Now I know what a lot of people will say – it’s not about what you’re eating, you need to exercise too. Which is very true! So I’m currently looking online for basic weight loss and/or toning exercise routines that I can do privately in my bedroom without being asked questions. Have any of you any suggestions or tips?
To finish off, all I will say is last night was a sob fest. I survived until one couple we met last year and spent time with again this year headed to bed. They got a little upset at saying goodbye which started me and of course I didn’t stop until I went to bed. José and Alvaro, I know you’ll never read this but I miss you both already and would happily drop everything to come back to you. Even if the family can’t go back, I’m going to ask and see if even one person from uni might come with me… Either that or I’ll happily go alone!!
So good night to you all. As usual, thank you so so much for reading and for keeping me motivated in my ramblings. Even if you don’t like them all, even just seeing that one person has liked my post or blog makes me feel like maybe someone out there cares. Take care and sweet dreams
Ps. I think I’ve decided on a turtle tattoo but not sure where. The explanation shall come in the morning!