So, exciting news, this morning... about two hours ago, I weighed in at 64.2. Which is 5.2kgs down from when I started this detox... I can't remember how long ago. And I haven't slept yet so that's epic. I'm going to meet the Northerner at about 5pm today. And I'm not gonna lie - I feel really nervous about it for some reason. I don't know if I am ready for boy stuff. I don't think I am. I'm actually pretty content in my singleness at the moment... Anyway, getting like a little heart race just thinking about it now. FUCK. What am I in for. He is staying over at mine tonight. FUCK. God, what have I done. *breathe breathe* I don't think I'm ready for this. fuck fuck fuck. Okay, calm down Piggy.
Yesterday, I actually had a really productive day which included doing about 50kgs of laundry that I've been piling up for like... a month. It was such a mission - like you have NO fucking idea. Cuz I had to carry it to the laundramatte and so my arms feeling like useless little chicken wings today. Flappin' in the wind... And my legs are sore. And I'm tired... And I'm going to end this post now because the more I type, the more anxious I am getting about what's going to happen later. Calm down Piggy, calm down. On the plus side tomorrow is a big Chinese New Years celebration in London... they are expecting half a million people - and I shall be one of them. Booya! New Years in February.
Lovely, LOVELY Piglets.
Peace & Love