Not so clever now am i?!

So I got an email back from my gas and electric company responding to my email and what a plank I am. "We couldn't find the account you were referring to as there is no reference number." Honestly! So now I have to go back and swallow my pride a little bit. Actually no, they had my full name I'm sure they could have searched by that or called me on the number I left for them- they are trying to make me look like a fool! (Shame I'm the one coughing on my words now- oops!) Yesterday I felt the blood supply was going to be cut off my lower half, size 8 trousers were not a good idea but they fitted better than my size 10's, how does that work?! so I went fat pant shopping and today I was sucked to within an inch of my life. I could barely breathe and I got stuck trying to take them off to go to the bathroom (which was ok because I must have sweated off like 10 pounds getting them off and on again) but at least I had a flat stomach in my skirt. on the note of letting it all hang out - I may have mentioned this before but whoever brought leggings back into fashion has a lot to answer for. The sun + cheap black leggings and a top that does not cover enough = everyone can see your pants. come on girls, sort it out. That includes the gym, there were a few sights in there. I mean I look like a hot mess, bright red, sweaty and disgusting but at least my top covers up everything it needs to. I was blissfully going through my day in the bath when there was a little tap on the door "I need to come in." In Scarlett comes and starts trying to read my book to me. No it's not the Hunger Games, I have all but given up on that. I'm going to read the last couple of chapters of the last book and failing getting the jist of that, I will just watch the film when it comes out. when Scarlett got bored of trying to read the book she proceeded to poke me in the eye and scratch my eyebrow while pointing and asking what colour my eyes were. Cheers babe. Bless her lil cottons x