I'm home alone this weekend. Mum went up to the Vic/NSW border to see friends, and Brother's off at his girlfriend's. Scary. I haven't been home alone for this long in ages (normally my ex would still be here). I ate a tonne of crap today, so now I don't have to worry about eating too much in the next couple of days (because my average intake is up), which is a relief.
I invited a friend around tomorrow. So nervous and anxious about having someone in the house, and just seeing people at all. Last time she came over (the first time I'd had a visitor in years), I got so anxious I threw up. Yeah. Lovely.
I've also been smoking a bit too much these last few days, so yeah...
Still stuck in a bit of a rut. Roll on Tuesday, when I can hopefully lower my intake just a tad.