When I last checked in with you, I was supposed to be on Day 11 of the 30-Day Shred, but was really only on Day 8. Well, I’m now supposed to be on Day 19 and…

I have not progressed beyond Day 8.

I know. It’s shocking. I’m shocked. I’m shocking.

And the only time I’ve been in the pool since then was when I got thrown in. I don’t think that counts as swimming.

I’ve given up on exercise and the 30-Day Shred and am going for the 30-Day Bender instead.

I’m kidding!

Well, I was jumping up and down, dancing rather vigorously on the carpet last night. That must count for something. The rug burns on my feet certainly think so.

I finally have the house to myself again this morning and I really should do something, but I also really really need to go back to sleep. After tonight’s party, I will be hungover and out of commission again tomorrow…

… but I promise to get with the program again on Friday.

Thank God Nicolas will be arriving then. He’s the only one who can save me from myself. (Even though, as soon as he arrives, we are hosting lunch for friends, then going straight to a cocktail party next door. Doh!)