I had prepared my own lunch even though they provide us with one on these days. I ignored my tuna pasta salad and ventured into the canteen for hot food as the building was FREEZING and I was sitting down all day being talked at in an effort to make me and my colleagues "good" at or jobs. The only hot food I could eat on my plan was a jacket potato and baked beans, I accompanied it with some wilting lettuce and cucumber. It needed a kick, so I added red onion which has repeated on me ever since. I’m a bit worried the coleslaw wasn’t fat free but it can’t be too bad, I only had a desert spoonful as by then the vegetarians had arrived and the dinner staff were trying to tempt them with fish cakes.
The 4-5 O’clock is my danger time. I come home from work and let the children snack, I am trapped in the kitchen which is an elephant’s grave yard of Easter bunnies and eggs at present. I have NO will power and a cup of tea, which needs chocolate or biscuits to make it a proper cuppa. Then I remember, I had been experimenting with fat free puddings yesterday, after miserably watching my family devour rhubarb crumble and custard, whilst I munched through an over ripe banana.
Syn free, sugar free trifle! Oh yes in a posh glass to make me feel special too. Sugar free strawberry jelly, Muller light banana and custard yoghurt, topped with fat free fromage frais sweetened with artificial sweetner. It was sweet and it was filling. I do not have space for or inclination to eat chocolate eggs. Yay! Small triumphs like this one mean a lot, I will share this at my meeting tomorrow and get a modest round of applause. But when I tell them I made lemon drizzle cake yesterday and didn’t lick the bowl, I am expecting fanfares and drum rolls…
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