I Ate Meat

Yes.... I ate red meat on Good Friday.

BUT    before you judge hear this - I did you all a favour!

I decided that this year we didn't need that pesky little rabbit delivering delicious chocolate to our door. We didn't need the chocolate frenzy that would have followed. We didn't need the pimples or the stomach ache or the extra kilos!

So I took matters into my own hands. You see I know where that nasty little rodent lives. I sat on a deckchair with a shotgun and simply waited for him to come out of his burrow (pft - last minute Easter shopping I bet!). He emerged, I conquered and he tasted yummy.

Happy chocolate free Easter everybody!

xx The Fat Lady

Going backwards to go forwards....

I'm not going to lie. It's been a bad two weeks.

BAD.

I fell off the wagon, the horses pulling the wagon shit on me then the carriage ran me over.
In these last two weeks of psychological hell I have spent plenty of time staring into space just thinking. I think it was one of these "turning points" (whatever that means) in life. Re-evaluating, assessing, planning, judging - all that crap. So in light of this little epiphany, today - I quit my job. It's a little scary, a little exciting, a little surreal and totally bewildering. Now I'm a student once more and I'm trading stress in a low paying job where I can't get anywhere further to the stress of study, assignments and bludging money from my husband. For me, the change in diet direction had to be met by a total life change.
Its a risk. I can get a job to cover the bills, I can stay where I am and stagnate further. How is furthering my education going to disadvantage me?

Marching on!