Tuesday, December 11, 2012
I learned something else about myself today.
Let's set the scene: I'm sitting in the living room on my own, starting to get cold, trying not to cry about Grandma again. I'm cross with the bf because he apparently isn't capable of even the most basic communication. I'm so wound up I can't even be bothered to spark. I'm just going to put my pjs on, take a book to bed and hopefully fall asleep. At 6.40pm.
Pretty sad. But then I remembered that I wanted to try baking rock cakes, and figured I would give them a go before heading to bed as they only take half an hour.
Well, the rock cakes are made, my flatmate and I have tasted them (mmmmmmmm) and now I'm here being all sparky again. Just half an hour and I'm back up to positive from way down below negative. I NEED to bake. It's a bit of an unfortunate stress-reliever really, considering I'm trying to lose weight!