Day 103 - What a night.

Baggy is up and about. Well, she's up anyway. No it's not early. It's gone ten. Baggy has a bad headache. She blames her husband. Probably unfairly. But she does. Baggy could have killed him last night. Hormonal Hannah and Clever Bird had both had a bit of a pop at her for having put two pounds on last week. Entirely her own fault. Baggy felt deprived that she hadn't had pancakes on Shrove Tuesday, so the stupid woman let The Domestic Goddess make them for her three times last week. Three times. Seriously? Yes, well Baggy kept getting the munchies for something stodgy at 9.00pm when Creative Clara was writing. She didn't have them with lemon either. No, with treacle!! Plus of course Baggy had lunch out on Valentine's Day. She discovered a cake in the cupboard. Well of course she couldn't resist that could she? So. Two pounds. Truthfully, although she knew she had been naughty, she thought she might get away with it. Nope. So Baggy was rather low when she told Calum about it on the phone on the way home from Fat Club. He told her not to worry. Everything has caught up a bit with Baggy. She's finally grieving for her Dad who died nearly four years ago. She can now that her Step-Mum's also finally at peace. She's also well enough to be getting frustrated that Grotty Groom is not back in action. But not quite recovered totally, for her to be able to be. It's all a bit overwhelming. "It's all got a bit much. Don't beat yourself up over a blip on your diet", said Baggy's lovely supportive husband. "Okay. Thank you I won't. I'll try really hard this week."

The Goddess made a lovely Slimming World Spaghetti Bolognaise for supper. Resisted putting cheese on top of it. All good. "What are you making for pudding?" asked Calum. "Well, there's fruit, I could serve with meringues if that's okay", said Baggy. "Yes lovely. But I can do that". "Okay, thanks. Please can I have Greek Yoghurt with mine? Not one of the fattening ones". Calum disappears to the kitchen. Reappears with a massive slice of Baggy's favourite dessert on a plate. Lemon Meringue Pie! No, no, no, no! Just cruelty to Baggys. Wrong, on so many levels. He had bought it on the way home from work as a "treat" for Baggy. Freda Fretter was furious! But also felt guilty because Calum meant well. Clever Bird took control. "Okay, Baggy knows you meant well. Thank you. But that is really not helpful! In fact it's cruel". "Well, I'll eat it then". Baggy virtually threw the mouth-wateringly delicious pie at Calum and stomped into the kitchen to make a fruit salad. Sulking. Muttering. Large child-like. She was so cross, she didn't have meringue with it! Well done Baggy. Point made.

Baggy went to bed. No way was she watching the blood-curdling film that Calum was watching. Calum arrived a couple of hours later. Well Baggy had been sleeping like a baby. She got up to go to the loo. By the time she got back, minutes later, Calum was snoring. Cue hot flush Hormonal Hannah. Arggghhhh! Covers off. Suddenly icy cold, but still dripping sweat. Calum still snoring. Baggy unstuck herself from the sheet. Cal still snored. Eventually, normality started to return. Covers back on. Having shut Freda and Hannah up, Baggy fell asleep. Seemingly very shortly afterwards (to be fair it was over an hour) Baggy had a rude awakening. Calum threw himself at her. No! Not like that. He was still asleep. Throwing covers off. Grrrrrrr! Baggy went back to sleep. Thank you new mattress. Only for a repeat performance a while later. This time the manoeuvre was even more dramatic. Baggy had to leap out of the way. Cue hot flush. And so on. All night. At least thanks to the new mattress Baggy did get back to sleep quite quickly each time. Cal had to get up early to take his motorbike for an MOT.

"Bye bye, my angry walrus". "Your what?" asked Calum. "Angry walrus", muttered a very tired Baggy. "You've been jumping about like one all night". "Oh right, yes, I felt trapped by the covers. Too hot". Clever Bird managed to stop Baggy from pointing out how much sugar he had consumed from half a lemon meringue pie before coming to bed. Enough to give anyone a hot flush! She just went straight back to sleep.......