Another week bites the dust

Its just too quick.

Story of my life *wry smile*.

The days seem endless when you are at work, but once home its bedtime and cocoa before you know it. Rubbish. I have been working my butt off these last few days. I am proud of myself for not cancelling 1 single lesson, and turning up to everyone on time and being a responsible adult for a change.

This new prozac level is doing the trick completely. I have never felt like this before. I feel energised and ready to do my duties of wifedom without a hassle. I am as fresh today as I was on Wednesday when I got home from the lush spa week.

I think getting stuff into focus really helps. I really look forward to the holidays. They are like little islands of rest. I have just 1 more solid week of work before I have another week off. I can handle that. All I need to do is focus on the fact that in 7 days I will be chillin' again. Then after that its not long until the Easter hols because of the early date of Easter this year. So thats pretty fab.

Band...? Its there. Doing its job? Well yes! I puke if I eat too fast, or too much.

BUT

I am still not being a good girl. Its SO EASY to eat chocolate, crisps, wine, and junk. Why? Its so random. I would have thought crisps would be really difficult because they are so dry... but alas no.

Yesterday I was a greedy fat cow.
I ate
1 twix
1 kitkat chunky
1 thorntons praline bar thingy
1 thorntons dark chocolate bar
1 bag malteasers
1/2 bottle if wine
1 sandwich.

How ever, what matters is calories and guess what? It was 1400!!!!!!!!! HA HA HA. Thats awesome. So if the bottom line is calories then I'm fine. I seem to have these blow outs when I am getting stressed.

I am getting stressed now because DH is off to Birmingham for a trade show for 5 days. :o(

Much sadness!

Hypocrite, I know, but I really miss him if I am here alone, and I know he hates being cooped up in a hotel with his work buddies too. He loathes it. We both get really tetchy and clingy before he goes away. It happens every year. We call it the Birmingham Blues. Hopefully next year he wont be going. Woo Hoo. It will be the first time in 12 years he hasn't!

So I have a miserable week of fetching and carrying. At least when I go away I take DS with me, but there we are. So early start tomorrow getting DH off on the road and then crawl back to bed for a cry. All together now - Ahhhhhhhhh!

This evening, me, my sister and Carina all did mad make-up and mad-hair. I made myself up and my sister did my hair, then I did her make up, and she looked like a female version of Adam Ant, then we both did Carina up. My sister did her make-up and I did her hair. No joke she looked like Amy Winehouse!! HA HA (Before she haved her head and looked like Prince William that is!) I did the whole backcombed boufant beehive thingy and sis did the eyeliner hell.

We took photos of each other and I look like Jo Brand. Its not a pretty sight. When I get a photo from her, then I shall post it. I look like a great big fat lesbian on drugs sitting with Amy Winehouse and Zemfira the Russian Singer!!!