I wouldn't say everything is great, I lied in the recounting of events below, but right now I am sober so I suppose headway is being made.
Colleague to me: “So, how’s the diet going?”
Me (recalling going out for breakfast)…..
Me to waitress: I’ll have a strawberry thickshake.
Wife: No.
Me: Milkshake.
Wife: No.
Me: Cappuccino, three sugars.
Wife: No.
Me: Fine. Coffee, black, no sugar, just bland as fuck. But
could you please serve it in a milkshake container? *winking at waitress and
making universal gesture to hook up a brother*
Wife: I can see you, and no.
Me: Why can’t I have nice things?
Wife: *pokes my fat stomach*
Me to waitress: A glass of water and a side of shame,
please.
Me responding to Colleague’s original question: Great!
Motivation is buoyant and the wife is really supportive.
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