Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 10c/50f with a predicted high of 12c/54f and cloudy. Weather app says “I know you can’t see it, but there’s a fucking cloud. We’ll call the cloud “Alistair”. Alistair’s a fucking cockwomble.” I can see lots of cloud, there’s a big blanket of it out there. Perhaps it’s all Alistair!
Yay for heat though! Although a European trip would have been much more fun
Daughter is wise to have that conversation with Roxy, even if it starts off just with making her aware that not everyone is a kind, understanding and tolerant as the people she already knows.
Well done to you for sticking with the exercise! It’s rewarding to get down to a weight like that while you’re still keeping in mind that it might not be sustainable for you as a long-term goal. You’ve got a realistic maintenance goal there too, and no need to feel guilty about not staying at the lowest possible weight.
shoe You’re a good person, your father is the one with the problems.
lily I am so sorry that you have to worry about that. Nobody should have to worry that their love doesn’t count any more. Wrong country to be of any use, but I’ll be supporting your rights all the way.
Yesterday I was still feeling glum and out of sorts on the way home, so I decided to walk back from the station. Fresh air helped and I was feeling a little bit brighter when I got home, then 'im indoors unloaded all his frustrations I did my usual post-irk jobs, made an omelette for dinner and went to the pub. I was back home and in bed by 11pm so not too bad for a school night, and on the bus at 6.55am.
The Travel Gods were feeling capricious today, everything was running late, and the train from Big City Station to campus was 10 minutes late and missed out a bunch of stops. Fortunately, it stopped at the campus station so that was ok for me. I’m in the office with breakfast and a cup of tea, and not much in the way of inbox skip fires so far.
Tonight I will probably walk home again, I’m sure the extra steps are good for me especially as I’ll be missing the usual Saturday morning gym stuff this weekend. He’s cooking tonight, there are ribs marinating in the fridge so I don’t have to think about dinner either. Happy days!