Sssshhhhhhh.....I've got a vanilla slice in the fridge. Don't tell anyone. I'm pretending it's not there but I can hear it whispering to me. I don't really know how it got there...no, that's a lie I do, I put it there but I wasn't planning on letting it move in. I take an elderly auntie shopping every Friday morning and she was buying one for herself and wouldn't take no for an answer. And I did try to say no, honestly.
But here I am. And there it is. I've been doing well now that I'm back on Weightwatchers too. I weighed in at 2lbs less this morning which I was over the moon about! whooo! I'm not sure where that leaves my sticky friend in the fridge.
Last night's writing group went well. I enjoyed it. The only thing is that the toilets are locked - and we are there for two hours! I was asked to read my short story first and by the time I'd finished I could have done with a quick trip to the loo......no chance, so I sat there with my legs crossed for an hour and a half listening to the others read. Thankfully there weren't too many water references......what a relief to get home! lol
Amazingly, the sun is out again today. The washing is nearly ready to hang out and everything feels rather summery. Plus it's Friday! I'm always in a better mood on a Friday.
I'm still thinking about that vanilla slice.....oh dear.....