In all honesty, this week's weigh in had me up 0.5lb. Not what I'd hope to see, but I understand why. I weighed in on Saturday morning this week, a day late, as I was unexpectedly delayed in London on Thursday night. Friday was not a good day for me.
I had a interview on Thursday that I was hopeful would bare fruit for a new job starting tomorrow. When I hadn't heard anything by Friday lunchtime I wasn't feeling so optimistic and I couldn't get hold of my agent either. And the rain, it was pouring down, so my drive home was completely ballsed up by bad traffic and ended up taking 5 hours by the time I'd factored in a lunch stop.
I was feeling pretty miserable and craving dirty, dirty fried chicken, so I picked a small meal and actually ditched half the chips as they weren't what I was actually obsessing over. But yeah, fried chicken - nice and salty. And then when I finally got home and managed to get hold of my agents, I talked to an entirely tactless and unsympathetic person who told me in the no uncertain terms that yeah, I was quite right in my suspicion that I hadn't got the job, but hey, they hadn't employed any of the candidates. Like that was meant to make me feel better about the rejection, eh? I had a good little sniffle about it when I got off the phone, before going in search of some dinner. Later than usual, and maybe a few points over for the day. Not much, but a little bit.
So where I could have expected a nice little loss, based on the rest of the week, I ended up being a bit up on Saturday morning. If I look back on the week though, whilst it might not have been the weigh in I was hoping for, I still had a great week. There was a lot of socialising going on, and I can be proud of how I managed it, even if there was a little bit of emotional eating in there at the very end.
As far as the job hunt goes, I wallowed in my rejection for about 36 hours (can't deny it was 2pm yesterday before I finally emerged downstairs showered and fully dressed) and today I've done some more job applications. Turns out I'm not particularly good at wallowing for too long. Mind you, I do need a job pretty urgently now, as my savings have reached alarmingly low levels. Fingers crossed that something comes up soon!
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