I'm still not making myself work. If anything I'm going out of my way to make sure I can't, by arranging job interviews, shifts with Students and Schools showing small people around the campus, and, yesterday, by leaving the house to drop a form off at Uni and managing to wander round aimlessly for over 5hrs. I ended up in town trying on hundreds of pairs of jeans, knowing full well that a) none will fit me, and b) if they do I still can't afford them. I came back home with hair dye and not a lot else.
My diet's suffering- I must be stressed underneath my far-too-relaxed exterior. Yesterday I ate chocolate ready brek, a turkish delight, chocolate fudge cake and cream, a dairy milk, 4 chocolate brioch rolls, and pasta with vegetable chilli (made at 9pm after realising I'd eaten nothing decent all day, but I'd already had 2 glasses of wine and so my concentration wasn't all there- it was burnt). I've started better this morning (Weetabix, pomegranate and blueberry juice, only one brioche roll) but the chocolate cravings are ridiculous. I go through months without touching the stuff but now I can't get enough. You'd never guess that this semester my exams are on diet and nutrition!
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