bah!

this is ridiculous. i can't get on the wagon. i weighed in at 65.4 kg yesterday which means that i've lost half a kilo since i came back to england but i'm still eating for six people. that just shows how much i ate when i was in slovakia. i don't understand what's happening to me. i'm good, then mark comes home and i want chocolate and i want crisps and then i want chocolate again. and i have it. i always tell myself i'm going to start fresh the next day and i do that but i fuck up again in the evening. perhaps it would be a good idea to get myself out of the house in the evening, maybe go for a walk in the trafford centre but i'm watching sex and the city dvd's and i'm on season five and i want to finish them sometime soon. it's annoying and the worst is that the most annoying bit is me.

on the 'other stuff' front, mark and i have finally decided to decorate our room. we've bought laminate flooring in 'rustic oak' - very pretty - and i'm considering painting one wall red and all the others a nice light cream colour. i've always wanted a red wall and a red wall i shall get! the worst part will be taking all the stuff out of the room, the actual decorating should be fine since mark is skilled in this field. ain't i a lucky girl?

i need need need to compose myself. any tips?