This has been crazy week. Something every single evening:
Monday – WW, where I expressed disappointment that my scale at home in the morning showed I had lost more than the scale at WW in the evening and was told that “you can’t trust your scale at home”. Which? What? Why not, WW? SO YOU CAN GET PAID MORE? Give me a break. (it was because it was morning, that’s why, and I was getting ready to shower and hadn’t eaten anything, so there)
Tuesday – AWC monthly meeting with 2 guest speakers and the annual holiday cookie exchange, which I organize, even though this year, I really thought I shouldn’t do it because COOKIES and ZERO WILLPOWER AROUND COOKIES and DAMN IT. I ate cookies for 2 days then I hid them in the back of the freezer and told Anders they were gone. I made Iced Peppermint Sugar Cookies, which were delicious.
Wednesday – Extra choir practice to prepare for concert
Thursday – (that’s today) Choir concert. I had to sing a solo because my duet partner couldn’t make it. We sang in the train station in Eslöv which echoes like crazy, to the commuters coming home from work. It was freezing, you could see our breath. But it sounded like a cathedral…if you didn’t count the bonging bells before train announcements and the clattering and chatting of many many people and a bunch of obnoxious teenagers who were just hanging out being loud. Oh, and the pianist who we’ve never worked with before (he was asked special to come play for us tonight so our director could…direct) playing the WRONG music for one song. We managed, but that particular song was embarrassing.
Friday – WOOT END OF THE WEEK. We’re decorating for Christmas at work. Then I’m going to see my friend Camilla’s new apartment and eat (a very small amount) of sushi with her and Debbie.
Then it’s only 5 days until Gall Bladder Removal Day, assuming that when my doctor said he wanted me to lose a ton of weight, he was thinking 6-ish kilos was a ton of weight.
All that and work, too. I need a nap.