Day 19: Open Doors & Butt - Faced Trust

Slept like an angel. An angel with a cat’s bum lovingly pressed into her face, because apparently that’s how cats express trust now.

What can I say? We’re close.

Stumbled downstairs in a caffeine-deprived haze to feed the four-legged aristocrats, only to discover we left the FRENCH DOORS WIDE OPEN ALL NIGHT.

Just… open.

Casual.

Like we were hosting an alfresco burglary.

Shutters?

Decorative, apparently.

Might as well have left a chalkboard sign saying “Please rob us, snacks inside.”

Despite my accidental invitation to local thieves, I was basking in pride from yesterday’s deep house masterpiece, which I released into the wilds of Mixcloud.

22 plays in under 24 hours and a few new followers - Beyoncé numbers? No.

But give it time. DJ boyfriend is very proud. Which makes me proud.

Probably makes the cats proud too, though they haven’t said as much (just glared approvingly).

Spent the day riding the nausea rollercoaster with a light headache and a sprinkle of anxiety - the Mounjaro cocktail of champions.

Ate like a hungover sparrow:

Breakfast - single slice of ham on toast.

Lunch - yes, the whey protein bowl again, don’t act surprised.

Dinner - one third of a soup container. Party.

Oh, and had titanium screwed into my face at the dentist. No biggie.

Just got my brand-new SHINY IMPLANTS and felt like a cyborg princess.

Next appointment in a month, unless I fall apart before then.

Worked like a demon all day.

Grateful to WFH and avoid interaction with humanity while feeling vaguely like a haunted house.

Now off to bed early with light TV and heavy dread for tomorrow’s 5am alarm.

I’m heading to the office with Brussels chocolate bribes, because I’m not just a colleague – I’m a legend with a suitcase of pralines.

3 more days ‘til weigh-in and my last 2.5mg jab. Trying very hard not to hop on the scale early. The temptation is real. The scale is smug.

Until tomorrow - CLOSE and lock your door for the night and hug your cat’s bum (if you must)!

With Love,

JABatha Christie