I'm allowed to be having a mid-life crisis if I want! I wouldn't mind so much being old - it's the in-between when you've got to admit to yourself that you're getting old! When you have to face the fact that the world isn't the happy sparkly place that you thought it would be. Maybe it's just admitting the fact that you have to be a grown-up now and the chances of marrying a drop-dead-gorgeous millionaire who wants to spend all his money on me are getting slimmer by the second (unlike my waistline!). If want to obsess over my crows-feet then I can.
Do you think this negative attitude may have something to do with my weight problem? Hmm.
Today was very snacky. I had some vita weet with cheese and an apple and custard and a souvlaki for tea. I really could go some bikkies about now though, something a little bit sweet.