Shoes, Laughs and Cocktails

I am quickly realising I have no will power. I am determined to lose some weight and get fit. I started keeping a food diary about a week ago when I found out I weigh over thirteen stone and my boyfriend weighs less than twelve!! I know that he is unhappy with his weight and says that he shouldn’t be that light so he is working on putting weight on but I still feel huge. So my healthy eating began….. Now I have a thing for chocolate and I am still eating it!! Even though I hate looking in the mirror and I think I look horrible in everything I put on. I just don’t get why I am still eating it???
I have been eating a bit better but its not enough. I also cannot muster up the energy to exercise, eve though I know I need to. I think this is partly to do with the fact that my boyfriend is always home when I am and I definitely don’t want to exercise in front of him and show him just how unfit I am! I may have to start doing it in the bathroom! Well, I suppose I’ll have to, I will be slimmer!!!

I'm having a bit of career issue. I'm currently a receptionist at a Solicitors which deals solely with property. As you can imagine, in the current financial climate the office is pretty quiet, hence me being able to write on here instead of answering the phones, filing etc.
The problem i have is that just before the property market began crashing I was beginning my raining to become a secretary, dealing with any extra work.
Now I am stuck behing the reception desk, getting paid a pittance and feeling very bored and discontent. I am just in a dilema as to whether to quit or hang tight for a while longer. The office is close to home and I like everyone I work with but I don't want to be stuck here for the next two years answering a couple of phone calls an hour ( I'd have a huge blog though!)
I'm just very, very confused. :-(

My weekend was fab!!! Actually my Saturday night/Sunday morning was. Up until about 11pm Saturday night it had been a bit of a disaster. It was my first night out in waaaay too long and all day things kept going wrong. But the night ended up being great. A club that plays only RnB music with not too many sleazy guys spoiling your fun. There was the one who thought me and my mate were lesbians because we weren't interested in his poor chat up lines but on the whole they were nice guys who didn't push once i said i had a boyfriend, they were happy with a dance and a chat. I consumed too many Southern Comforts and sambuccas and was probably dancing like a fool but who cares - i deserved a good time. I've just moved house you see, my landlord decided he would throw us out so we found a new place and moved in within a fortnight: not an easy task believe me! But my new place is much better so it was all worth it x

I can't believe it has took me so long to actually start a blog. I LOVE talking n writing so this is perfect because it's just me chatting away to myself without people's eyes glaing over or not understanding what I am actually going on about (i do have a tendency to go off on tangents when i'm chatting!)