Chocolate Count: Zero…hurray I am triumphing over the powers of Satan!!

Alcohol: Breastfeeding and cosleeping mean that this vice is well and truly conquored…that and the fact that I can’t reach the alcohol because I am vertically challenged.

Hours spent in fervent prayer: oh dear Lord! I am so embarrased (but it is only 13.38 so there’s time yet)…

Sleep: sleep?

Spent last night worrying about new car. Shiny new silver car which was delivered yesterday following previous house burglary and theft of car keys, car, wonderful designer bag that was a gift to self on being appointed to a new job and the they drove the car like lunatics and wrote it off. Anyway slept would be a joke. Went to bed about midnight. Worried about if I remembered to lock car- got up, car still there, phew. Couldn’t get back to sleep so wrote some correspondance for Back to School, um, I mean Church, Sunday. 2.30am decided must try to sleep. Rev’d Skywalker (my husband and star wars geek) was restless and proceeded to get up and check all possible entrances and exits in and out of the house and locate all sets of keys. Evil Rev’d Skywalker then decided to wake Rev’d Jones and ask about contents of wallet emptied out in search earlier. No chance of sleep now- paranoia all round. Thunderbird 3 (youngest son) then proceeded to pick up on anxiety of parents and be quite wakeful for the rest of the night. *sigh*

had.to.get.out.of.bed to call in and collect some things from the Parish office. Miss Money penny was in good form assisted by Q (it’s M’s day off) and I achieved all in speedy time and made my get away with Thunderbirds 1-3 to b&q.

oh money spent: too much…but that little red bus keyring was just soooo mine after loosing my keyring of 15 years in the burglary.

if you haven’t got it yet this is my attempt to stimulate myself into blogging having just re-read Bridget jones Diary…….