Day bloody 1

Well the day began with conviction wore black with trepidation and a brand new kurta ( which is lose and gives me the effect of being thin but the fat face does not help. ) Coffee cannot be sacrificed at all because my salary depends upon it. Without it I would probably get fired on the first day.

Then came the nuts who were supposed to satisfy but then when were nuts ever enough.

Come 2.30 and I was shit hungry there seems to be some bloody correlation between thinking and eating. So two boiled eggs and a rather oily half fry and a oilier bread.

Day one is doomed already. The ten minutes that I walk from currey road station to office seems like a eternity and better be enough.

My hope of salvation nearly died on the way home with garam garam vada apv calling my name. somehow settled for the salad with mayonnaise and currently not liking myself at all.

Oh and did I mention the husband has ordered two liters of choco chip ice cream wonder whether he loves me at all !

Thats me day one 59 kgs and a fat cow

The very righteous beginning in the morning

The not so righteous end