Today

I was chatting to a friend E a few days ago, about weight. Normally not something I am interested in as my weight goes up and down like a yoyo, however I noticed about a month ago that I could no longer fit into my jeans, which did leave to a depressive like state.

And in the end I weighed myself, yep 2 stones in 6 months, I am not a size 16 from a size 10 (uk) and the thing is I know why, over the last few months I have noticed my old friend red wine has made a disturbing entrance. Red wine or RW to his closest friends, tends to creep up on you and before you know it he has moved into your house and changed the wi fi password to not moving today.

I am not saying the full two stone is down to him, but a fair amount, but the thing is I don’t like squatters in my house or life, so I am turfing him out.

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