How not to eat lunch, how to follow your convictions & how to find good luck.

Well, another day, another dollar. Started a new job this week, so have been training all week. Its nice to be working, gives structure to my day. Days when I'm not working are hard- more time to eat. Or think of eating. Or bake stuff that could easily feed a family of ten when its just me and Other Half around the flat.

Baked cakes last weekend, waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too many. Although other half enjoyed the cakes he did make plenty of comments of amount of cakes. Which was fair, there were a lot of them.

One large problem? Where to eat lunch. I cannot eat in public. Ever. I can only eat in designated eating areas and then I still hate it because other people can see me eating. If I can eat in private I will. When I lived alone (or at least in a shared house, I have never had my own place due to rent prices) I always ate in my bedroom by myself. Public eating is painful to me, and eating in public, especially in crowded areas, is just impossible. I see people just eating while walking down the street and feel both repelled and amazed. Its as if they are committing a pornographic act rather than eating.

So, the fact that as yet I haven't discovered a quiet corner to eat lunch in- work is in city centre- is proving difficult. There is nowhere. So I resorted to my old trick. I ate lunch in the toilet.

Yes you heard right. I sat on the loo, locked nice and safe in my cubicle and ate my lunch in there.

And yes, I realise this is gross but preferable to eating lunch in front of people. But today I did something different. I felt exhausted and in need of real nourishment so I went to MacDonald's for lunch. I did well, I managed not to buy masses or binge. I didn't purge either. However I was really uncomfortable. I found a table where I was mostly concealed from the rest of the restaurant, I had my book to read so I was distracted- I love to read while eating. personal favorite. It enhances the food. Anyway despite all this, I still felt really uncomfortable. I was worried by the other diners, worried they were all looking at me and wondering why such a chubby person was eating junk food. So I ate quickly and then left.

I cant think of a good solution to this. I really cant. Anybody else got one?

I also voted today. Lib Dem if anyone cares. And if the Conservatives win I shall put together a team of people and blow up Parliament.

I also got crapped on by a pigeon. Other half of course, get away clean and dry. The old adage that its good luck had better be true.