The corner

I am
Drawn to it. I stand there often. I feel comforted when I stand there to talk. But it's not just me. Most people that walk in to that room will go for the corner.
I used to stand there and had to move every time someone wanted to get in the fridge. My arse was that big.

Well I can safely, comfortably say I can slip in that little bastard nicely now and I don't have to move when people need to open the fridge!

#motivated

Location:Essex baby

ARSEHOLE

So this is going to make me look like a right arsehole. I've been hoovering over my SlimmingWorld plan for a couple of weeks and no surprise I had a stale few weeks. I am finding it hard. I am just about in side #*stone and I just keep hovering there going up and over and then back again! Getting fucked off. 

I started to hit back hard and going 100% on plan. To my stunned shocked surprise a few days on plan didn't wipe out my naughtiness. Started to feel that 'giving up' speech coming. 

Then tonight I get a little surprise that has be thinking more and more about target/goal. So in an arseholey attempt to motivate myself I drew this.....

I drew balloons! 

I drew a ladder!

I counted out the stones! 

I coloured them in! 

As I sat back to look at it I could see my entire psychological mind set. Can you see it?? 

Look at the sharp bends in the ladder - struggles in my diet perhaps. Look at the names on the last 3 balloons. My kids to motivate me to go the last bit! 

Even the colours for the first 5 balloons scream at me! 

Anyway I am trying to get my head back in the game. I see great things for 2017. :) 

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Location:In my bed

YOU

You, you died. I don’t know when you died or how. You, I don’t know when you are being put to rest. You, I don’t know the name of your kids. You, you probably wouldn’t know me in the street. You, you don’t even have me on your friends list on Facebook. You, you died and yet I feel sadness for you passing. You, I knew you once and part of me wants to say 'us' and 'we'  here too and you knew us. You, you were at both of our weddings. You, you drove me crazy and I you but You, you drove a mini. You, you were one of our coolest mates. You, you had house speakers in your mini making it a two seater. You, you made me sit with my feet up because of the speakers! You, I always knew you would excel in everything you'd do.  You, you and me have not spoke to you for many many years but will miss you? You, maybe I'll miss knowing you were happy and living. You, you fucking died! You, you are to young to go. You, you'll be missed. You, you have changed lives. You, you have touched lives. You, you touched my life.You, you died. I don’t know when you died or how. You, I don’t know when you are being put to rest. You, I don’t know the name of your kids. You, you probably wouldn’t know me in the street. You, you don’t even have me on your friends list on Facebook. You, you died and yet I feel sadness for you passing. You.