Deary me, it appears that when I decided to stare straight at life, I suddenly (re)discovered all the things I had to do and am now behind. Well well, let us get started.
Woke up and did not feel like eating a regular breakfast. Bad form.
Which backfired, and I fancied a snack mid-morning.
Then I tried to make an effort with lunch.
It must be snack time again.
Finished by eating a prolonged dinner over the course of three hours. Good or bad?
Food for thought: it is often said taking your time with meals and CHEWING is a good thing, but which is better, really: little and often or more and strategically placed?