Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Black.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 7.
Tears: No.
Pancakes (Yes/No): It's still early!
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): Don't faint Baggees - 14st 5lbs.
Overall day: 👀
Right-ho, new day, new start! After yesterday's crisis of confidence, Creative Clara has decided that the pesky lack-of-any-confidence-whatsoever given to her by Hormonal Hannah, needs to be overridden. Baggy was touched by the lovely comments put on her Facebook post where she shared this link. And grateful to those people who tried to post on this blog itself. It's now apparent that there is some blip of some sort, that prevents many of you from posting comments. That said, if you can post on the blog, Baggy would still love to hear from you 💘.
The most observant of you will have noticed that you have returned to being Baggy's "Baggees", as that's what many of you call yourselves 😍 and Baggy loves it. She's also going to return to her scarily honest self! Not that she stopped being honest, but she did get so embarrassed about how badly she's let herself down on the eating front, that she stopped sharing her disasters in her summary! Well it's back! Wondering why Baggees? Because it's one of the symptoms of Hannah's depression and lack of confidence - her little self-destruct button, that has her comfort-eating. She hasn't had pancakes for a while, but she has had Christmas! So for "Pancakes" read: "whatever ridiculously unnecessary fattening sweet thing Hannah has stuffed down her face". Bear in mind that Baggy got to her Target Weight with Slimming World, also affectionately known as Fat Club by Creative Clara. That weight being 12st 2lbs achieved just before Christmas of 2017!! Just after Christmas this year she weighed 14st 8lbs!! She is not proud of this fact. Firstly, she doesn't feel good about herself as she's struggling to get in the majority of her clothes. Secondly, and probably more importantly, when she joined Slimming World, it was because she had reached the dizzy heights of nearly sixteen stone! Her joining weight was 15st 5lbs, but she'd already lost half-a-stone on her own! This meant that Grotty Groom was way too heavy to be riding her beloved Wesley. Well Baggees, she is once again too heavy for him. Therefore action is required. Baggy really wishes she could get back to her Fat Club, especially as she misses her friends there, but it's too far to go each week. So initially, she'll try to follow the rules on her own. Her weigh-in will be very public! 😋
Last night while Clara was blogging, Furry Mama failed to notice that the pooch was exceptionally quiet. By the time she did notice it was too late. Baggy's favourite leather flip flops were no more! (Please excuse the food on them! Clara removed them from the bin to take a photo 😬). Various things occurred to Clever Bird:
- Furry Mama is going to have to toughen up a bit!
- The Domestic Goddess is going to have to up her game, and live up to her name.
- Freda Fretter is going to have to worry more! When the pooch is silent, unless he's asleep, he's generally up to mischief!
- Baggy is going to have to get fitter, so that Furry Mama can walk faster and wear the pooch out even more.
- Hormonal Hannah is going to have to be brave and get out of the house more.
With this in mind, once Baggy finally got out of bed, and dressed, Furry Mama and the pooch headed off to Halesworth. Clever Bird decided that it would do Hannah good to sit and have a cappuccino with Pepper. They headed off up the road. Baggy felt good in her lovely baggy trousers and new boots, ready to sit outside with her coffee. She adjusted the sock that was hurting her right toe and carried on while Furry Mama practised heel again with Pepper. Baggy's left sock started playing up. After another couple of hundred yards, Clever Bird realised that it was nothing to do with the socks. Walking three miles in her new boots yesterday had rubbed her little toes. Drrrrrrr! Baggy hobbled on.
By the time they reached the Folly, Clever Bird realised that trying to get Baggy all the way to town would be rather foolish. She briefly considered doing it and getting a bus back, but Freda Fretter couldn't quite visualise persuading Pepper to get on. So they did lots of ball throwing - Pepper ran; Baggy hobbled. Then Pepper vanished! By the time Freda Fretter decided that she'd better try and find him and Baggy had hobbled up the hill, he reappeared from a completely different direction. But Clever Bird realised just how big the Folly was. Lots to explore next time - when Baggy has old loose boots on.
On the way back, Pepper shot into a ditch. Freda panicked - it looked like mud and cow pats. But Furry Mama knew he was going in regardless. Thankfully it turned out to be mainly sand and gravel. Although he still managed to find the dirtiest, smelliest bit.
Ah well, at least he got a drink.
They made their way back to the village, with Pepper trying to get yet more water!
Home sweet home.
And relax.
On the back of the sofa, rather than where he was supposed to be - on his fluffy, that keeps the sofa clean.
Clever Bird is sure Pepper thinks he's a cat.................
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