Today was a good day.

Not that anything spectacular happened.  I didn’t have a Wonder Woman day where I ran a marathon before work or drank a litre of wheat-grass juice for breakfast (eeeeeewwwww!).  Nope, today I was a ‘last-minute, totally-average woman’.

I just managed to squeeze in a deliciously hot shower before leaving the house 25 minutes after waking up.  I headed straight to the local garage to get a coffee and a scone and the girl at the counter eyed my puffy, bleary eyes and scruffy hair-do with distaste (so I imagine).

The good thing about getting my coffee there today was that I finally remembered to bring along my reusable take-away cup.

I might not have been super healthy, but at least I did something sweet for the environment.  Major positive!  And it made the coffee taste so much better despite the awful rubbery lid.  I care about this planet and want to cry every time I see pictures of turtles with straws stuck in their noses, or dead whales with stomachs full of plastic bags…

A reusable coffee cup isn’t exactly going to solve all that, but if I can prevent a little bit more shit being added to the giant pile of shit already there, it’s a good start.

If I can only remember it; see I usually forget my cup and then my take-away coffees just taste of guilt.  And guilt tastes way worse than rubber – especially rubber flavoured with an environmentally friendly conscience.

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Another boost for today was that work went well.  The only one tiny awkward moment was when I served coffees to two gentlemen who were inquiring about the dinner menu.

They had just finished their lunch and desserts and they were, well how to put it…. they were exceptionally large humans.

We’re not just talking a bit heavy-set with a few extra chins here; we’re talking legs set wide apart to make room for a belly that could fit a grown man inside it.

Anywho, they were wondering what time the dinner menu started and I answered 4 pm.  Then, checking the clock on the wall, remarked that that was in just ten minutes.

And then I made it awkward.

“Oh hahaha (*embarrassed girly laugh) I wasn’t suggesting that you guys would want to have dinner right now…. hahaha!”

(In my head thinking they could probably have eaten me and still had room left over for cake…)

We all laughed too loudly and I turned and ran.  I’m not sure whose face was a darker shade of red, theirs or mine.

You know, one day my bad jokes and my chocolate-eating habits may well catch up on me and I’ll wake up with an ass so big I need a trolley to wheel it along after me.

In the meantime, while I’m skinny, at least I can run pretty fast.

Ciao darlings!

Lizzie xxx