OK, so I have no more excuses. The house, while still being not-very-unpacked, is now at a state where things are getting more manageable. J and I have finally sorted out our desks in the office (very important for a pair of computer geeks) so I feel like life is a bit more under control.
Also? I found a job! Yay! π It’s just about the perfect outcome – a nice redundancy payout, I get paid for my notice period but don’t have to work most of it (so get almost a month of pay to potter around the house and get my life in order) AND I walk straight into a new job with better pay and better development opportunities. It doesn’t really get much better than that.
So. I can’t use the excuse that I’m stressed out/looking for work/moving house. None of that washes now. And I really need to kick myself in the butt, because I have eaten mostly crap since I last blogged. We spent the evening erecting (*smarmy sniggering*) Ikea furniture, and had pizza to reward ourselves. Not good. It doesn’t help that the nearest shop is now a bit further away. The nearest shop is also one of Edinburgh’s biggest supermarkets, so nipping in for some chicken breasts is not a quick affair. Again, this is no excuse, it just means that I need to be more organised.
Last night, I had a Derby web committee meeting, and our lovely hostess made the most delish chicken and leek pie. I ate the crust, AND the potato. Bad Charlotte, no cookie. However, the filling was, I think very appropriate for Dukan. She shared the recipe with me, and I’m going to try it out with a few Dukan amendments, and see how we go. She’s also seen this blog and is determined to start Dukan tomorrow – another incentive for me to get back on the wagon. Hi Maul! π
So. Weigh-in tomorrow, post-pizza. It’s not gonna be pretty, I can tell you that. But you’re not judging, right? π
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