... Standing before my fridge, asking it to lock itself.
I'm still an asshole. I'm still fat. I broke last night and had some crisps and a muffin - so I actually ended my day on like... 1300. Great Piggy, just fucking great - AREN'T YOU!? Still too scared to weigh-in. Today? TODAY!? Not much better. I had a jacket potato with lentils for lunch (Fat Piggy) and then for dinner I had a small portion of butternut, corn and mushroom green curry (which I made myself, so there wasn't anything too bad in it). I'm not sure how much that is, but I'm sure I'm under 1000 for the day. I've been drinking loads of water too, so I'm trying to get it down. I need to get used to not eating so much. 21 days to make or break a habit. So, I just need to go another 20 and a half days before I've broken my disgusting binge eating at night debauch. Anyway, but I bitch and moan and bitch some more. I might weigh in tomorrow, but I'm so scared to. I know that I just need to deal with the scale, but I know what it's going to say. I might wait a few more days. A grown-ass woman scared of a scale. My goodness Piggy, but you are pathetic?
I'm busy interviewing like mad for a new job, although it looks like the one I want is only going to start in January, which means two months of commuting like an animal to the new office location, but let's just see shall we. Doesn't someone want to give me loads of money so that I can go rescue elephants in India - SOMEONE!? I'd make a great socialite, that's for sure. Anyway, thinspo for my beautiful Piglets. Thanks for reading my dribble.
Love & Lentils