I have had so many bad days.
A barbecue on Thursday. Good intentions as always but we all know where they lead.
Friday night, a quick and easy dinner: shop pizza. Meant to just eat half but somehow it just tasted too nice.
Saturday, had two grandchildren for a sleepover and after we'd been to the park we had fish and chips for dinner sitting on the beach. Very enjoyable and I didn't eat any of the chips the grandchildren left over. But still.
Today, currently fighting with the urge to steal a piece of white cooking chocolate.