Ton up

Can you believe we’ve been together through a century of postings??
I looked back over a few of the old ones last night, and it’s scary but satisfying to see where we’ve been. On day one I had an unscrupulous girlfriend in America, an alcoholic mother wreaking havoc round the home, and a tendency to sit in my bedroom pretending to be eleven. Now, at least, I’m facing up to the world and trying to improve it. Or my little part of it, anyway.
In a strange way, I’m looking forward to work tonight. Now I’ve decided I’ll be leaving as soon as possible, it makes it easier to think about being there. I had a real shock when I dug my uniform out of the cupboard this morning. Once I’d ironed the creases out and sponged down the patchy sweat stains, I realised the trousers seemed a lot larger than the last time we met. So I ventured into the bathroom and popped onto the scales Hannah bought herself on eBay to find I’ve lost OVER A STONE since New Year. Who says illness is always a bad thing?
I have to decide now whether to keep the ‘diet’ mentality going and shed some more weight, or try to make up for lost time and get back to bingeing. To be lighter or not to be lighter, that is the question… and I’ll bet you ten pounds now that cheese will win out over cherries..

RC 26-1-09
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