7

I am officially overweight. I went for my health screening review and the doctor said I can lose 1.6 kgs to have a good BMI. I told everyone who cared to listen at work and they laughed as if it was the best joke of the year.

Apart from that, despite me over eating and not moving a muscle, I seem to be in good shape. No cholesterol issue, good liver, kidney. No sugar. 

I came home, stripped down to my undies and weighed myself and the weight was more than 3 kgs less than what was in the report. Either their scale is defective or my jeans and jacket weigh too much. T-da said if I told anyone in FC they will laugh me off.

The elf and I are doing good. Fingers crossed.

T-da and I ate fruit for lunch. The kiwi was too sour so he got me some salt. I realized with salt, kiwi is tasty... I have been told to eat more fibre. And fruit. And drink more water. Not anything new that I didn't know of before.

Had my pap smear. It is not much fun I tell you. Neither is someone inserting something up your ass to check for piles. Neither is exposing yourself to a complete stranger.

 

6

He has left... Parting pangs again...I hope I can make it...,

The elf and I have made plans to watch the kidfest theatre festival. We hope to keep ourselves entertained that way..and watch the Lego movie and maybe run off to Bintan for a weekend...

I had French toast for dinner! I will start my smoothie diet from next week.

I have my doctor review tomorrow and the pap smear. 

And the house hunting drama starts again as the lease expires in March. I wish I was rich enough to buy a house and forget all about rent and lease and all that. 

I need to start the clay thingy again...and bake maybe..and write...

5

This time tomorrow we would have said our byes. As much as I hate it, I know he needs to do it. So here I am, trying to  be strong. I don't know how I will manage but manage I have to.

I will miss him. Oh how I will miss him....

4

Took stuffed chicken wings prepared by him and everyone said it was delicious. And everyone was amazed to think that he gave me the haircut!  Am I a lucky girl or what???

3

He gave me a haircut. And dyed my hair with henna for me. Isn't he the best? I hate long hair - he likes long hair. But I have never had the patience to grow it. Long hair makes me grumpy because I think I look horrible - so much for my claims that I am not vain. But I am, I am.

I had gone without dyeing my hair for about maybe 6 months and I was beginning to resemble a old hag - which I am. I had streak of grey hair which I thought I would continue to show off. But vanity won and I got him to dye it for me. I think I will just shear off everything.