What I didn't do today

Well, I didn't wash my dishes, and I didn't go swimming, as I chose to do some uni work instead, but the other things I didn't do are much more constructive:

I didn't stay home in my pyjamas all day!
I didn't forget to take my meds on time!
I didn't buy or drink any diet coke (it's 10 days now!)
I didn't buy or eat that chocolate muffin (although I did give it a good, hard stare).
I didn't buy or eat Hungry Jack's for tea (it really only flitted into my mind for a second).
I didn't have a nap!
I didn't berate myself for being an under-achiever!

It's important to celebrate the wins, however small. Gold star for me!

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