Sep 07, 2008 18:50
My brother's getting married in a couple of weeks so we booked a lot of time off to come to the wedding in Lincoln and hang out a bit. God knows we both need some relaxation time.
Well, my Mum - who from now on will be known as Saint Sue of the Shire - decided that we could all use a little relaxation, so she's booked us 5 days in Portugal. I'm really excited! I've actually never been to Portugal and Jon's never been anywhere else in Europe. I mean, admitably it's a resort-style place which probably serves chips in every restaurant but it should still be good. Neither me nor my parents like that kind of 'Brits abroad' stuff so we'll be avoiding all that. God, I hope it isn't like some of the other places where I've been...where you wake up at 3am to the sound of vomit splattering on the pavement.
In other news, though it's not really new, work sucks. I hate my job. If I had any shred of dignity, I'd quit. But the economy's shit so I'm kind of stuck there. Oh well. Hopefully something else will come up.
Diet is going well. I lost 1.8lbs last week which puts me at a total of 32.8lbs down. This week has been mixed. I had a couple of 'bad' days where I indulged but I've been doing well otherwise. That's the thing with WW...when I think I'm doing shitty, I tend to lose anyway anmd when I think I'm doing great I only lose a little. I think it's screwing with my head. Ah well...I hope I reach my goal before I go to England. Only 2.2lbs to go!
And therein concludes my entry...