Horrendous weekend on all fronts.
As above. Terrible.
From the weight point of view - i ate like shit, drank too much, didnt exercise at all. Friday the boy took me to Sovereign Hill - basically an olden day gold mining town where people dress up in costumes, old buildings etc etc. Had a great day, got a little sunburnt. Food choices were reasonable - i made french toast in morning (oops... but it's one of his favourites, and it was his bday!), we had roast chicken sandwiches for lunch, and then had thai for dinner.
Saturday was all down hill. Had pizza for tea, a few little nibblies at the party and way too much alcohol. was actually quite drunk.
Sunday i was very hung over. Really bad, which is odd considering i dont usually get that way. I had KFC for lunch, and then some leftover thai for dinner.
So BLAH. ridiculous. feel like crap today on all fronts.
Worst of all though, on Saturday night when we were at a club after the party, someone stole my bag. My house keys, drivers licence (so the person who stole it had keys and knew where i lived), about $400, my mobile phone, my mums mobile phone. atm key card. I felt so terrible. I was crying non-stop saturday night, apologised over and over to my mum. Still feel like shit.
So we have to change the locks on the house now. More money.
BLAH. just feel so depressed. and i'm getting a cold. The boy is so good, he keeps saying it's okay over and over, and that he's not mad at me. I'd almost like him to get mad, as stupid as it sounds!
So hopefully i'll be able to drag myself out of this slump and get motivated again. Am house sitting for the next month, and i really just want to be at home - i want to be with my boy and back in my routine.
SIGH.