I realised tonight that I laughed today.
Really really laughed.
I wanted to buy a new top and I decided to try it on first, so number one daughter waited outside the changing cubicle. I liked it, but felt it could do with a little more room.
"Can you see if they've got it in a bigger size?" I shouted through the curtain.
"Mum," she called back, with an air of resignation, "the only thing bigger than that is a six man tent."
I know I'm not skinny, and I know the other women in the shop weren't either and they were probably mortally offended, but it made me laugh like I haven't laughed in ages.
And I'm sure it did me more good than all the pills in the world.