Merry Norovirus

Today I have been good for the most part. Good in a bad way though...The norovirus is kicking about work at the moment (don't remember if I have mentioned) so every time my stomach even twinges in a slightly abnormal way I immediately assume I am going to be sick. This morning as I was rooting about in the fridge to see if there was anything I could grab for a little on the run breakfast, I realised I was feeling distinctly full. A feeling I usually only get after a post night out kebab or other greasy take away (not that I have had a night out in forever and a day..). Which is usually followed by me spending the morning in the bathroom having a chat to the toilet.

So I grabbed a banana and left the house half holding my breath in anticipation with all my digits crossed against projectile vomiting in the car. You see, the thought of having the virus doesn't really bother me so much. I mean, of course I would rather not have it but I'm one of those people who doesn't really mind being sick so it wouldn't be a big deal. My problem is the 2-3 days off work it would cost me (plus it now including Christmas day currently should I get it...touch wood). I can't afford the time off right now after blowing all my wages on the festivities. Especially not when I'm actually working six hours Christmas day at double time...that's a lot of dosh to miss out on. 

Turns out I wasn't actually sick and it was just a random feeling of being full as opposed to illness so hurrah. 

Anyway, because of me skipping out on breakfast, it meant I had an extra 200 calories to play with. Like I say, being good in a bad way..we all know how important breakfast is to the day. But anyway, I got home post work to find mum had cooked a rice/chicken/mushroom number (we usually have a roast like most normal people come Sunday, but she quite rightly pointed out that we're going to be eating nothing but roast bird for the next week...not a euphemism). So I've eaten that and a slice of millionaires shortbread...which I know, I know is awful but I had those extra calories to play with plus I haven't actually eaten anything else (apart from my advent chocolate and a quality street) all day so it shouldn't make an epic difference.

I am now planning on going on my bike for the next 40 minutes, followed by a shower and then finishing off the rest of my wrapping in time for the big day to the tune of Lova Actually. And also figuring out what I want for tea although I'm not at all hungry at the moment. Something small and light no doubt...

For now though, good boo.