I jumped on the scales this morning full of hope. No change from last week. This was rather depressing as I cannot help weighing myself every morning when I am dieting and I had been a pound down a couple of times during the week.
I did not cheat all week - not a crisp, cake or biscuit despite Penny driving by on Sunday with half a large Mississippi Mud Pie cake riding in the passenger seat. I told her we were dieting, much to Paul's dismay when I later told him.
Paul was full of indignation at last weeks diet entry. He only needs to lose three quarters of a stone to get into the healthy band, two stone was to get to the middle of it.
The trials and tribulations of a life of leisure...
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