Hey chickies.

I am so nervous about weigh in tomorrow.  Isn’t that silly?  I should be proud that I’ve done plenty of exercise (I did a 3 mile walk today with my mum and gran’s dog Molly so that counts too) and that I’ve been doing more of an effort to eat better.  Ooh but I am soooo nervous.  I really hope I have gone down. Really, really hope.  I am going to be so upset if I haven’t.  Oh well, I won’t know till tomorrow morning I’ll let it go just now.

It’s been a bit weird recently because I’ve been craving food late at night.  I’ve been having quite a few cravings actually, for chocolate digestive biscuits and chinese take-away.  I haven’t had anything like a take-away or McDonald’s or chippie or anything in ages.  Since March I have had one pizza delivery, of which I ate two slices.  That’s not bad for six and a half months (including March).  So far I’m resisting but it’s hard…..  I suppose the only thing that helps is that I have no money, because I don’t get my pay from my new job till the end of September (I missed August cut off) and so am something like £800 overdrawn.  At least my overdraft is interest free so I’m not paying anything for it, but when Will was out of a job I was covering all the costs, hence the big overdraft.  It’s a little worrying, but in September I’m due 6 weeks pay, the first installment of my student loan, which is around £450 and £350 tax back from the Inland Revenue.  Woo!

Anyway… I’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow - fingers crossed!