What a crap evening

I suppose I really shouldn’t moan, because there are bigger things in life, but really, I had a crap evening.
The order of the general crappiness:

1. Went for my weigh-in… Only lost 0.4kg’s… That’s 400 grams!
2. The chick at the clinic jabbed me so hard with the needle that I actually cried.
3. Then I had to compose myself for a meeting with the guy from Sanlam to discuss (of all things) an endowment policy.
4. By the time I get home I am ready to cry again because I’m so hungry… only to discover that we have no electricity.
5. No electricity equates to no dinner
6. We went to Woolies and bought a chicken, got home, made salad and chicken rolls by candlelight.
7. Sit down to eat, the lights come back on. CURSE YOU MURPHY!

I hope next Tuesday goes better. I’ve been working so hard on my diet that getting on the scale and seeing that I’ve only lost 0.4kg’s is unbelievably disheartening. I feel defeated.