7th January 2012

Have you got used to it being 20...12 yet?  Me neither.
I really enjoyed my coffee and my quiet time yesterday, a little reading, a little writing, just bliss.

A couple of days ago, I Googled tummy bloating and found an article on charcoal tablets.  After coffee yesterday, I headed for Holland and Barrett and asked an assistant if they sold them and checked what they were for.  After a lengthy conversation with a brilliant sales assistant, (she told me all about her Mum using them,) I purchased... with discount, which I wasn't supposed to have, (how nice, I will be returning there,) then tried them out yesterday.  So far, so good, the real test will be Monday when I'm back at work.

I had lots of plans for Friday, but by 11ish, I decided I'd forget half of the plans I had as I was being a tad over ambitious perhaps?  After coffee and a browse, I headed for the supermarket, aiming to spend £40.00 as I had a voucher for £5 off if I spent £40.  £40, sounds like a lot but it does not go as far as you'd think.  It was practically nothing.

While I wandered around the supermarket, I looked for "Batchelors Slim-a-Soup" to take to work in order to cut down on my Greggs, tomato soup lunches, only to find that the shelves were empty.  It only struck me when I got home that there must have been a rush on the slimming soups for the new year as everyone tries their hardest to loose a few lbs.  I've watched a rash of "loose-tons-of-weight-as-it's-a-New-Year," shows this week. I love them.  One of them included a very yummy US trainer by the name of Jessie Pavelka, something tells me that if he was asking me to get out of bed early to go for a run, I'd some how find the strength.

So, I got home yesterday, caught up on a few emails, blogged, took down the decorations, chopped up the lovely tree... which still smells divine by the way, ironed bedding and the day was pretty much done by then.  I phoned J, I haven't spoken to her all week, (highly irregular,) as I've worked late all week, so, caught up with her and she may call over this weekend, in person.

It's Saturday and I'm Pretty in Pink today, well, I'm in pink.  I'm wearing a raspberry coloured, long sleeved t, with my "Nina" scarf, (pink, pale pink, plumb and a little brown... which I hadn't noticed before,) with jeans and of course, Pandora and a few sparkly bracelets.

I slept great last night but again, found it hard to get up.  I managed 30 minutes of jogging, then had an iPod trauma when I thought it was a gonna as it was totally unresponsive for ages.  I thought it had gone to iPod heaven but no, I eventually managed to resuscitate it.

The charcoal tablets have worked a miracle in just one day.  I need to trial them on Monday though, (wondering if it's work that really makes my tum bad?)  But, so far so good, I stuck my head into Holland and Barrett so that I could report back to the amazing sales lady but I couldn't see her.

I got weighed this morning and finally, after a week, the scales are down a couple of pounds, thought my body was going to hang onto the Christmas excesses perpetually, at least things are moving in the right direction.

It's icy cold here this morning and wet too, although I've managed to dodge the rain so far, but I did put a black baker boy cap in my bag just in case it was needed.

I heard on the radio on the way home about the terrible ballooning accident 50 miles outside of Wellington.  So very sad but this has confirmed once and for all something I've pondered over the years, I will not be going on a hot air balloon ride.