Great start ladies,
Terri I thought I would post this up cos I worry that I sounded a little sanctimonious when I wrote down my regimented day for you the other day. So just to show that I can be an absolute pratt as well given the right circumstances I'm fessing up to last night. I had the day from hell and driving home I was craving to do what I always used to do on those occasions, bottle of wine, nice food treat. Right until I turned into our village I was lecturing myself...go home get on the treadmill, drink your coffee that will do it. In fact I was still doing the 5th run through of thelecture when I steered the car round the roundabout up to the shop bought the wine, but luckily not the food and came home. Well OH is away and once the bottle is open it ain't getting closed. So down it went. Food became shall we say much less planned after that but not really 'bad'. So was that enough for squiffyM...no of course it wasn't upstairs...snuck past the room where the treadmill is..didn't want it catching sight of me and calling me in..no siree M was looking for that nice bottle of champers that was upstairs and yes opened it and drank 3 glasses of that. What the heck for? This morning I'm a bit cloudy but not hung over and feel an abject FAILURE as I did it again turned back to my old habits as soon as I was stressed.
As soon as I can find my mental whip I'll be using it on myself, meantime I'm drinking coffee and contemplating miss good two shoes latest cockup
M