Shopgirl is back

I've managed 10 days on the detox, which is 10 days more than I thought I would do... I gave up when I went out with my colleagues for a meal and realised everything on the meal contained meat. It was one of those American pizza places. Still, I did quite well. Another low point was when I realised that the Scottish oatcakes I'd been eating contained, in fact, 14% cheese. Fourteen percent!!!
Anyway. Apart from breaking wind more because of all the beans and chick peas I'd been eating, I didn't notice loads of difference. My skin looked a bit better, but that might be the placebo effect.
I hate January with a passion. No Christmas to look forward to, dark nights all around, rain instead of snow - mind you, we've been getting a bit of the white stuff in the past 2 days, it's brightened things up a bit. In the past, I've usually had to wait until February for any improvement in my well-being. But not this year, oh no!
It was a week ago, I suddenly noticed that the phone was flashing, indicating that a message had been left. That's the annoying thing about this phone (that and the fact that you need to use so much force to press each button, the tip of your fingers get blue!): because we always forget to put it back on its charger, it tends to die every now and then, and I never reset the date and time, which means all the messages we get tend to have a "received Monday at 12 am" voice-over. Anyway, I worked out that last time I'd used the phone was two days before, so the message couldn't have been there for too long. It said: "Hi I'm Natalie, from Debenhams press office, I'm ringing regarding the £2000 competition, if you could ring me back on etc...". And that's when I remembered that I'd entered a competition to win a shed load of vouchers for clothes. I had to wait until Monday to ring the woman back and confirm it, so didn't dare hope too much.
When I rang her, she confirmed that I'd won, only, it was one thousand, not two. Still, no more January blues, I'm hitting the shops. Woohooo!!