Have been in a mood of irrational irritation with everything today. Am pretty sure this could be linked to going back on the sweet-free and booze-free diet. Not helped by my conviction that the world is going to hell in a handcart.
Kept myself entertained this afternoon whilst teaching music by saying things like; “What I need now is 32 E’s – hit me!” and “After 3, give me an E”. Right up there on the list of Things You Never Thought You’d Say Out Loud.
Small things, please small minds.
I caved on the diet when I got home and had a giant Milky Bar I found in the cupboard. It made me happy fleetingly, but what endorphins were released have since worn off and I’m now filled with eaters remorse.