I'm sitting here, on my partners laptop, contemplating gaming with the little voice in the back of my head telling me I should work out and shower first. I've had a filling dinner, which is fine as I had a tiny lunch. But the knowledge that I skipped Weight Watchers this week is lingering in the back of my mind. I also promised my man that I would play on the PC with him tonight. Oh decisions, decisions.
Overall, in the grand scheme of things, these aren't important or big decisions but I'm saving those for tomorrow when I have to worry about them, the "can I afford that?" and "have I sorted this?" questions can wait for Monday, not much to be done on a Sunday night really.
So yes, I'm on Weight Watchers, not because I "should" be, or because I "have" to but because I know I can afford to lose some weight without hitting dangerous levels and I would feel happier to have a size 12/14 body than a 14/16 body. Having said that I would most love to lose the wobbly arms, but I have weights and I'm working on that lol. But this blog isn't about following my weight loss journey thing (though you may have to occassionally put up with it).
It's not about my modelling, I don't consider myself a model really, I think I've not been doing it enough to count myself as such, give it time. Maybe I will start to feel more like one. It's not about my never ending battle to get just the right shade of red hair, knowing I can't go back to what I started with lol. Nor is it about my confusing tastes in clothes or music. Or about the amazing but unusual group of friends I have, or about my idiotic cats or my crazy over intelligent children.
It is about all of it. The biker dad, the nurse mum, the nerd in disguise partner, the clever beautiful kids, the endless supply of things I insist on trying, the frequently changing tastes in clothes ( I don't fit one style I like to play with them all), the whinging about weight and excitement when I succeed.
I guess you'll just have to tag along and see what it is all about ;)