Once More, With Feeling
Do you know, it would be more satisfying to be sat here blogging at work behind the boss's back if I wasn't the boss? I don't think it counts to try and get one over on myself.
So the weekend was the usual dull same old. I had my eye test, and got told that the eye infection I had when I got back from Greece was actually an ulcer and I was about three days away from losing my eye. Needless to say, that was a bit of a shock. I also became a bit of a Delia Smith wannabe, and have become a cooking supremo. I baked a malt loaf (twice - the first one I forgot about whilst watching Doctor Who, which incidentally, OMG, was totally awesome) and made a pasta dish thing that was improvised but completely yummy. On Sunday I played at being a housefrau and hoovered and did washing and dishes and stuff. And now, yet again, I am sat at my desk wishing I was anywhere but at work.
My epic plan of world domination, started by losing weight, is forging slowly ahead. I'm still swimming three times a week, but it's getting harder and harder to actually force myself to do it. I need to mix it up a bit, I think, and start going to the gym or doing some aerobics or something. Still, when I'm svelte and Queen of the world and have people bowing before me, it will all have been worth it. Yep.
So the weekend was the usual dull same old. I had my eye test, and got told that the eye infection I had when I got back from Greece was actually an ulcer and I was about three days away from losing my eye. Needless to say, that was a bit of a shock. I also became a bit of a Delia Smith wannabe, and have become a cooking supremo. I baked a malt loaf (twice - the first one I forgot about whilst watching Doctor Who, which incidentally, OMG, was totally awesome) and made a pasta dish thing that was improvised but completely yummy. On Sunday I played at being a housefrau and hoovered and did washing and dishes and stuff. And now, yet again, I am sat at my desk wishing I was anywhere but at work.
My epic plan of world domination, started by losing weight, is forging slowly ahead. I'm still swimming three times a week, but it's getting harder and harder to actually force myself to do it. I need to mix it up a bit, I think, and start going to the gym or doing some aerobics or something. Still, when I'm svelte and Queen of the world and have people bowing before me, it will all have been worth it. Yep.