It’s all very well to live smugly on lentil soup when things are running like clockwork. But as soon as the pressure builds…I’m mashing mounds of potatoes and rummaging for the chocolate bars. Having consumed them, I need to rest on the couch while my exercise shoes gather dust under the bed.
That’s how this week went.
The bathroom scales are thankfully broken.
Tomorrow, of course, will bring a new dawn….and the lentils will bubble once more in my pan…