As Creative Clara has mentioned in the past, Baggy resisted giving Hormonal Hannah anti-depressants for years. Partly because she didn't believe she was depressed and partly because there's still a stigma to admitting that you are, which you have to if you're on "happy pills". Well all Clever Bird can say, is that it's a great shame that Baggy didn't come to her senses years ago!
The day started with Baggy getting up early, ready to go to her Fat Club. The moment she put her socks on, the boy Minty Mutt went into a mini-meltdown - whimpering, whining, ears back, eyebrows twitching, laying on the floor, then howling like a wolf. Furry Mama was worried. Perhaps he thought she was going to abandon him at the holiday cottage, so she decided to take him with her and take him on a walk around Lavenham before Fat Club, then he could snooze in the car, but at least he'd know Furry Mama hadn't deserted him.
Baggy loved seeing her friends. As she checked in, the computer said that she would either have to re-join, or pay for the last few weeks. Clever Bird decided that Baggy should pay. She didn't love seeing the figure on the scales though. Having put ten pounds on over Christmas, she's now put a further two-and-half pounds on. Oooooooops! Now when you reach your target at Slimming World, the thing they say is, "Do not celebrate too much". It's a pity Baggy didn't listen to this sound advice, but it was Christmas. Pre-happy pills, the fact that Baggy is piling the weight back on would have put her into a mini-meltdown. Today she laughed at her stupidity and saw it as a good excuse to start going to Fat Club every week to see her friends once more.
Baggy called number one furry on her way home. He'd just got back to his yard, to discover that Dodgy Truck had a flat tyre thanks to the pothole he had hit driving into work on Monday. He was pumping it up. Baggy made herself a fruit tea. The phone rang. Calum needed picking up. The tyre (or wheel) was terminal. Not a peep from Hormonal Hannah! Furry Mama hopped back in the car to pick up her number one. He was trying to get the wheel off. The widget wouldn't fit. He started getting cross. Baggy calmly drove him to a store to buy a widget and back to Dodgy. Hannah was fine. Calum took the wheel off and put the huge thing in the back of Baggy's car. Hannah was still okay. Baggy drove to the wheel garage. New tyre needed, not a new wheel. Phew! Calum was very apologetic, Hannah just smiled at him.
Home again, they decided to dismantle the bed, and start sorting through the boxes stuffed under it. There is still so much stuff to move to the new house. It's ridiculous frankly, those boxes have been under there for eight years!!!!!!!!! They have not been touched. Baggy had no idea what's in them. But, they'll be moving! Pre-happy pills this would all have seemed too over-whelming, Hormonal Hannah would have had Baggy either in tears or biting Calum's head off. Today Baggy just helped The Domestic Goddess get on with it..............
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