I’m sorry this post is so late. This week has gone to hell and writing a blog post was way down on my ‘things I give a shit about’ list. Now before you get too carried away with all your “oh well done” and “good for you” commentary about the weight loss, let me just say that this week will not result in a loss. Earlier this week I was told that my extremely knowledgeable and experienced department are being made redundant if we don’t move to Liverpool. Fucking Liverpool.
How does this affect my diet? Well. Since finding out this news I have drunk a fair amount of alcohol and consumed my body weight in sugar. Yesterday I even had donuts. The day before I made Dan drive my drunken ass to McDonald’s so I could get a large Big Mac meal and a strawberry milkshake. It’s been rough and it’s only going to get tougher! My traditional coping mechanism in times of stress has been chocolate and a Dominoes stuffed crust. Obviously whether or not I have a job I still have a wedding to plan so I can’t afford to go on a bender for much longer, but my motivation to be good is currently as low as my motivation to work.