Tuesday 3 February
Woke up with a massive headache, (combo of choc and resignation stress). So downed some nurofen and complemented them with a ryvita (figured it may help the blood sugar) and set off for the gym.
Thankfully it was opened as i needed one hour to myself before the big R.
Afterwards, i showered and changed and put on a power dress - black dress, snakeskin belt and super tall snakeskin heels with minxy ear-earings.
And as I was walking in, I got the bombshell. We didnt need to be in the office because of the snow.
Obviously I was near the office because my gym is near the office so I turned up.
I vaguely hoped the overall editor would still make it in and I could hand in my R. The editor wasnt...
Got brownie points and looked super keen for coming in (although that want my intention)
I didnt even do that much work. I made it look like i did by appearing super keen to get a line on Lily Allen.
But really i was sorting out a free dress for the BAFTAs and make-up session and hair-cut. And organising the BBC presenter Tom Deacon's birthday. And eating free chocolates sent to the travel desk for a feature they were writing.
In my defense I had a healthy lunch of salad and rice from the sushi place, but I ruined it in the evening.
I promised Firgas id make her a chocolate cake as a belated birthday present and the plan was to make LOTS yesterday and share them between her and the BBC presenter. But I didntmake enough...
So I went to Tesco and bought a bog standard sponge for 83p and some cooks chocolate. When I got home I melted the choc (and licked the bowl lots) and iced the cake to make it look home made. I even lifted up the two halves with a spatula and stuck some of my own icing in the middle.
I was meant to meet the fasion designer that evening, but he cancelled again, so i gave myself time off. Got a mini 200ml bottle of wine and decided to TREAT myself with smoked salmon and salad. And then I had one of the gingerbread hearts plus a cupcake that I didnt give the BBC guy. Bliss but I felt quite piggy!
Watched another pisode of Jonathan Creek and got to bed at about 10pm, setting my alarm for 645am so i could get to the gym in the morning and burn off more chocolate bingeing!
Two things to do tomorrow
(1) Eat less chocolate (v important)
(2) Hand in resignation (also quite important)
And if i was to find a hot man, preferably rich, that'd be good too.