Well I asked my bro-in-law about the measures in that pub and was told they were 25ml like everywhere. lol Made me laugh given the debate we had elsewhere about 25 v 35ml.
Anyhoo........
*rant alert * ~ * rant alert *
I feel so completely fed up right now - and have gone off piste again this evening! I know I am doing this partly because I am fed up - I have previous in the depression/comes out in food issues stakes. So I know the warning signs, and know I am heading there right now. So I need to get it out in the open, and I'm gonna write a bit now, because for me, I have to express myself in writing. No one needs to say anything, I am the only who can pull myself out - but maybe just in getting it out and seeing it all staring back at me I will feel better.
I have also had one and a half cigarettes today too - same thing applies as the food.
I think I need to stay away from the alcohol - I was definitely happier without it. I haven't exactly been knocking it back - but I did have about 4 glasses today, albeit small glasses - but I had them anyway. So I think I may abstain with the exception of a) the lads night out I've arranged for July 20th and b) Silverstone. Even a glass of wine, or a vodka shot, uses up so many syns, and it just stresses me! Also, I start to make bad decision re food.
Today they made a really nice lunch and it was all syn free bar a little piece of pitta (and I mean, about a 6th of one). The pudding would have had a few syns, but even then - it was lowish fat - little fruity filo pastries (and she used frylight) with a dollop, about a tablespoon, or creme fraiche. It was really lovely! However, I had 3 roses chocs, and then some popcorn. When I got home I had about half a slice of bread with some cheese and butter. Then I had 7 little Carr's water biscuits with more cheese and butter. And now I feel **** about that.
But behind it all - I have seemed to be feeling quite down lately. To be honest I put it all down to star week approaching - even though I have been trying to ensure I take my usual max dose of evening primrose/starflower oil, which usually sorts me out. I think it may be more than that though. I am so tired all the time lately, I literally go to work, come home, sort the bairn/lunches out and am ready to drop. Even if I'm not that tired, I just feel like I want to go to bed anyway.
I think I'm bored quite frankly. Now I love my son to pieces, so the next part of this rant does not mean I have any desire for him to not be about. But ****ing hell, every night I am sat in by myself and I just see my life wasting away! I can't be arsed with the house half the time, I have ironing piling up again - can't be arsed. Garden needs doing - can't be arsed. Etc etc. I am supposed to be helping out with the bairn's cub scout web site - and haven't touched it for months- so I'm letting them down too. It's feels like I'm rotting away - and I'm drowning in obscurity - and I hate it.
So I try and think of things to pick myself up - like I will do my philosophy course in October, give myself a purpose. And I do love those things- but right now, I can barely read a page of a book before I fall asleep, I seem to have lost the ability to concentrate. I think I probably just need to push myself and re-train my brain. But I feel so down about it all, that I am in that downward spiral.
Hopefully this moan will help give me a little clarity on it all.
And now, well my Nan has been in ill in hospital for the past 4/5 weeks. I haven't seen her and spent time with her anywhere near as much as I should have done - I mean before she was in hospital. And now, there's a real chance she isn't going to make it - and I feel **** because I let that all go to waste, and I can never get it back or change it. And it's all my fault - I let life get in the way - and she was always way down the list of priorities. I was lying on the sofa earlier, while the bairn was watchign Top Gear, and I suddenly had this awful panicky feeling that she was just going to die - then my sister called about 5 mins later, saying they'd discovered a lump on her bowel and are going to take her to surgery tomorrow. I am really worried she won't make it - she is so fed up with being in the hospital, and I think she is just giving up. The stupid thing is - in most ways she's absolutely fine! They don't really know what is wrong with her, and just as she's doing OK, she takes a turn for the worse - her kidney's seem to be playing up now - probably all the various drugs. So now, she's alone in that horrid hospital, and I hate the idea of that, but she doesn't want anyone there right now - which is really strange. And the thought of her just going like that with no one is so upsetting. It shouldn't end like that, but I really fear that could be the case. She has always been so independent, it doesn't seem right.
So all in all, I am feeling completely crap - and I am just ticking along with it all - and I'm hoping that writing this down will help kick start me a bit.
I'm gonna stop drinking again - it's probably just psychological, but I don't think it suits me, I think it really does have to be the odd, special occasion.
I'm gonna try and fit in a visit to my Nan tomorrow before I collect my son from school (though apparently the nurses are kicking up over the visiting hours - there are a lot of us one way or the other - 3 children, 11 grandchildren, 12 great-grandchildren, before you count anyone else). It's her birthday Thursday, I'd arranged to homework that day, partly so I could go see her, and take her a nice cake (Konditor and Cook!)
I'm gonna set myself an activity I must do each day - regardless of work and looking after my son. Something for me - i.e. read a chapter of my book, do my nails etc - those things have slipped - and I need to get back in the habit of them, then perhaps I'll feel I have more purpose and won't just go to sleep so early.
I'm gonna make the most of my little boy and the rest of my family, make more of an effort.
Sorry all for going on like that - but for my own sanity I think I needed to get it down. It doesn't always help that I feel life is one huge battle that I have to undertake alone. I know I have my family, but sometimes it just all feels so hard, and I do feel alone - and worry about everything too much.
Anyway, I shall now try and cheer myself up - I think I may need to turn in fairly soon, well by 10, as I want to be up bright and early - tomorrow is a new day and all that!