I am out of chocolate. And cake. And ice cream.
This might be because at the weekend I had one my epiphanies about eating too much of the bad stuff, not enough of the good and needing to get off my arse more. So, given that I was heading into a new week, the best way to tackle the problem of my ever-increasing waistline was to get rid of all the chocolate, cake and ice cream. And being a waste not, want not sort of girl, I couldn't just throw it in the bin, no, the best way to resolve the situation was to eat it all. I regret nothing.
Except the fact that I'm now feeling a little peckish... And all I can think about is just how good a square of Cadburys would taste right now.