Today’s weigh in was slightly disappointing. Maybe it was a case of over high expectations rather than a real reason to gripe though because I did lose a pound taking me back to eleven-stone-nine. The thing is, after the four pounds last week I was kind of hoping there would be a little more water weight from the holiday flights lurking somewhere and I’d lose a bit more. So far this week the healthy eating is going well, along with the exercising. Ok, so I know it’s only Monday and there is the small matter of the bag of Maltesers…
I can explain that. After morning ‘cuddle’ Kim asked me to come into the dreaded pod. Of course I was terrified, thinking back over all my calls and sales for something I’d done wrong that would earn me a telling off.
“Don’t look so worried,” she said as she closed the door.
Turns out she just wanted to tell me my probation is finally over and I’m now a real Mad House girl. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Thank you,” I said, wondering if I should really be thanking her seeing as the last thing I wanted to be was a Mad House girl.
“It should have happened ages ago,” she said. “I’ve looked through your files and there was no reason for Ali Rana to hold you back. I had a word with Karen and we’re going to backdate it to January so you’ll find a little bonus in your pay packet this month.”
The maltesers were a relief chocolate fix, or maybe that should be a commiseration because now I really am stuck here.
They found a body floating in the water by the Big Bridge this afternoon. I guess it was someone who jumped off, although normally they do that from the New Bridge because it’s higher. I can’t imagine what would make someone want to do that, although a life sentence at the Mad House does come pretty close.