urgh

No matter how “baysurra” he is, Atif Aslams music (except for the remixes) are not bad. They are a perfect backdrop to the downright crappy mood I’m in.

I’m still (pretty much) behaving as far as my diet is concerned. The other day on my way home, I saw this hawker selling big fat juicy purple grapes. This is the thing about Atkins that starts getting to me. I am not missing bread or sugar as much as I am missing fruit. Yesterday I was tempted to buy some persimmons just so I could hold them. I’ve been behaving for 10 days and no weight loss in sight. I think I am going to have to limit myself just a little bit more.

I am quite fed up of the way things are around here. I have wanted to go get Banana’s birthday present for weeks but we haven’t been able to. I had planned to go yesterday but M came home really late from work. This morning when I said I had to go, first we got the whole lecture about planning activities and the whole making faces routine. But it was decided that we would go get it before picking FIL from work… Then around lunch time FIL called him and asked why we wanted to go to Clifton and couldn’t what we want be bought anywhere else. M told him what I planned to buy FIL said that he would go and get it from somewhere and we didn’t have to go.

Now hubby darling has just informed me that FIL went and got the PS2 for us… M seems to think FIL did us a favour and all but I HATE this.

WHY cant I go to buy a present for MY sister myself? WHY do they have to interfere in EVERY single little thing?

I feel like screaming. Maybe I’m making too big a deal out of this but I still hate this… and I hate this.