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My Life Thus Far
Last Season's Fashion
I had a good day with my family. Snookums and I did about
9 loads of laundry. We got the house cleaned up. We spent
time with the girls'. It was a really nice day.
I haven't eaten a single thing all day, but I'm about to
binge on pizza and cheesecake and I don't even care. I
hate that I can't eat normally. It's either one extreme or
another, but what the fuck. This is me. Next week Snookums
and I will be going to the gym everyday and I'll eat very
little and I'll lose even more weight. Even if I don't, oh
well. Snookums won't be home for much longer and when he
leaves again, I'll go back to fasting, starving,
exercising and dropping weight like it's last season's
fashion. Would I like to be normal when it comes to food
and exercise? Yes. Am I? NO. Well then, I must live the
life I've been dealt.
Tomorrow I go in to work and have a little pow-wow with
Sherilan to discuss my starting salary, hours, what's
expected of me, set up an employee file and all that good
stuff. I don't know when my official start date will be,
but I hope I still get a few more days with Snookums
before I have to dive into 8 hour workdays. I know most of
the free world works 8 hour workdays, but to me it's an
unnecessary torture I'd like to avoid. Once I'm finished
training I'll only work 2 or 3, 8 hour workdays a week.
Bedtime for babies is fast approaching. After they're put
to bed, pizza/cheesecake binge can commence. Ciao, until
tomorrow.
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