HI! Im baaackkk.
Weight? No idea. You see, sadly, I dont own a set of CATTLE SCALES!! I just completely have been like "who cares! eat all the fooood!!!" for days. No, weeks! Must stop. Im actually in that same sorta....post-christmas "omg, i hate food, can someone hand me a salad please?" kinda mood. Which is good. So...we got back from london late last night and didnt have time to scoff the cakes from patisserie valerie (!!!!!!) so will have those tonight. And tomorrow....its "HELLO VLCD, how've you been. Can I hop on, please??!" lol. Sick sick sick. Sick of food. Of feeling like crap. If being my old self again with no control. Sick. Wtf did I do all of this for, FOR SO LONG....have i really learnt nothing?! I guess I have...because the old me wouldnt care. Id just go out and buy the next size up in pants etc. But really. Im just..disgusted.
So. London.
Was stressful. I love London for what it is. Its an amazing and gorgeous place and an ugly place and a place unlike any other. Its great for retired people, students, people without kids. But schleping around with 2 kids under 5 IS NOT FUN, NOT AT ALL. lol. Im exhausted. Anyway. The interview went great and we got approved. WITH A CONDITION. And that condition is a challenging little fkr. *sigh* We have to provide my sister's passport (shes never had one) or birth certificate (she's LOST it). (!!!) As she is our "financial joint sponsor " (basically, because neither of us would have jobs when we got there, and we have no assets..house to sell...etc...we have to have a financial sponsor who met certain criteria and agreed to sign a form....my sister was like "sure, whatever") we have to provide proof that she is a US citizen. You would think....or at least I THINK...that a major government office of the USA would easily have access to this information. But no. Apparently, if she'd had a passport they could look it up by her social security number but because she hasnt...they cant. This seems like just an extra hoop for us to jump through. Which wouldnt be a major thing, but my irresponsible sister has, of course, lost her birth certificate. And ordering another from Los Angeles county is NOT simple. Even if youre IN the country. Nevermind if youre not. So I have to ring up one of the offices and explain everything and PRAY TO THE GOD OF "PLEASEDONTMAKETHISANYMORERIDICULOUSLYDIFFICULTTHANITSALEADYBEEN"-ness that whoever answers my call is sympathetic to my sad story. lol. PITY ME, PLEASE!!!, i will beg. hahah. I WILL THROW MONEY AT YOU!! Basically..i just want to order and pay for it and the post costs over the phone and have them express mail it to me, directly. That would be the very best case scenario. Its almost 98% certainly not going to happen that way. So we shall see. I can call then as soon as they open, which is 4:30pm our time. so just under 2 hours to go!
anyway. i guess i will weigh tomorrow. and then it will be up to 5 pancakes and up to 4 boiled eggs per day for a few days...until i get this horrid carb monster under control. its gonna be awful. but im ready.
Im so tired, though. *yawn*