Surviving with W

I think this post may morph into some of the others I have planned.

In short, life still has its ups and downs. W says so many things that hurt, but he doesn't realise he is hurting me. I know he lacks social skills and that is what P is working on with him. At least he now says good morning to me...

I am constantly reminding myself that it is his stinking thinking that is telling me that I am not budgeting for him to have soft drink and chocolate when I see them as luxuries, and more so now that he is on another BP medication and needs to loose a truckload of weight!

I am back on the WW bandwagon! For 8 weeks in a row I have lost weight. Last week I hit my 5kg goal! I hope to have lost 10% of my starting weight by Christmas. I am already finding clothes fitting better. I asked W last night if he thought I was sexy and he said 'Well sort of I suppose' in a very strange tone that meant no! I shouldn't have gone fishing!