God, what a lazy week I've had. It's been a kind on self-enforced relaxation drive - I've been stressing much too much lately , albeit in such a vague way it's hard to know how to put things right. However, the last few days I seem to have picked up, and rediscovered how to enjoy relaxation, and I'm approaching the coming week with something like optimism and confidence.

One downside of my self-pampering is that it has involved comfort eating. I am hoping the wellbeing engendered by putting a stop to all this porking out will be a kind of comfort fasting in itself. I've emptied the fridge of fattening things and vowed to rediscover my swimming membership card (I have honestly mislaid it, which is a guilt factor in itself).

I have also been *practising* one particular song for the next time I go to karaoke. I'm not saying which one (though feel free to guess!) I shall be the beau of the pub with my hott vocal stylings and new slimline figure! Word!

(now playing: Young Hearts Run Free - Candi Staton)