Russiandoll
Carpe diem
Hi Barb & Mindless
Thanks for asking after me ... I have been a bit quiet haven't I!
Last week was a bit draining to say the least. As I mentioned a few days ago, we went to Plymouth to help my daughter out with her car but hubby couldn't complete the job without a certain part so we had to go back again on Friday.
We took my youngest daughter and my niece with us too and stayed overnight at my daughter's on an airbed (an under-inflated nightmare I have to say). The next day, after hubby had fixed the car, we all nipped over to Cornwall via the Torpoint ferry and had a great but exhausting few hours trudging down a cliff path to a fab beach with heaps of rock pools to explore.
Needless to say, both my youngest daughter and niece ended up with trousers rolled up and investigated the delights of the rock pools barefooted (insanity but that's kids for you!)
I had a little climb up a bit of cliff ... something I'd NEVER have done before for fear of not being able to get down again (I never want to feature on 'Seaside Rescue'!) then we all traipsed back up the cliff path (surprisingly easily I have to say) and then we had to leave for the long drive home.
Just before we left, my youngest daughter decided to run down the hill next to my older daughter's house and slammed into a wall at the bottom. She hurt her thumb but, being in a frazzled mood, I briefly comforted her and said 'give it a rub - it'll be OK'.
Well, it wasn't OK and became more swollen and painful overnight. I ended up taking her to A&E last night where they X-rayed it to find she's broken it at the knuckle. So the poor mite had suffered for hours with a busted thumb - How bad do I feel???
Sole sourcing went to the wall this week with two trips to Plymouth and the difficulties organising packs on the move. I ran out of bars and ended up eating. On the upside, I avoided carbs like the plague and stuck to lean chicken and cottage cheese ... I didn't even have any salad or veg but I know I didn't pay attention to 'amounts' and I feel this is going to show later today at my weigh-in.
If I can just lose 1lb I'll be satisfied - anything would be better than a gain.
So, the sun is shining outside and I should be full of the joys of (almost) spring but for some strange reason I'm feeling as flat as a pancake. I'm just fed up and feeling daunted by everything... Uni, family, finances and my house which is still in a state of 'we've only just moved in' 18 months down the line. It's all getting to me a bit.
I know it's temporary and I'll rev up soon but for the moment I have to accept I'm not my usual bubbly self.
Hope everyone else if feeling a bit chirpier than I am!
Thanks for asking after me ... I have been a bit quiet haven't I!
Last week was a bit draining to say the least. As I mentioned a few days ago, we went to Plymouth to help my daughter out with her car but hubby couldn't complete the job without a certain part so we had to go back again on Friday.
We took my youngest daughter and my niece with us too and stayed overnight at my daughter's on an airbed (an under-inflated nightmare I have to say). The next day, after hubby had fixed the car, we all nipped over to Cornwall via the Torpoint ferry and had a great but exhausting few hours trudging down a cliff path to a fab beach with heaps of rock pools to explore.
Needless to say, both my youngest daughter and niece ended up with trousers rolled up and investigated the delights of the rock pools barefooted (insanity but that's kids for you!)
I had a little climb up a bit of cliff ... something I'd NEVER have done before for fear of not being able to get down again (I never want to feature on 'Seaside Rescue'!) then we all traipsed back up the cliff path (surprisingly easily I have to say) and then we had to leave for the long drive home.
Just before we left, my youngest daughter decided to run down the hill next to my older daughter's house and slammed into a wall at the bottom. She hurt her thumb but, being in a frazzled mood, I briefly comforted her and said 'give it a rub - it'll be OK'.
Well, it wasn't OK and became more swollen and painful overnight. I ended up taking her to A&E last night where they X-rayed it to find she's broken it at the knuckle. So the poor mite had suffered for hours with a busted thumb - How bad do I feel???
Sole sourcing went to the wall this week with two trips to Plymouth and the difficulties organising packs on the move. I ran out of bars and ended up eating. On the upside, I avoided carbs like the plague and stuck to lean chicken and cottage cheese ... I didn't even have any salad or veg but I know I didn't pay attention to 'amounts' and I feel this is going to show later today at my weigh-in.
If I can just lose 1lb I'll be satisfied - anything would be better than a gain.
So, the sun is shining outside and I should be full of the joys of (almost) spring but for some strange reason I'm feeling as flat as a pancake. I'm just fed up and feeling daunted by everything... Uni, family, finances and my house which is still in a state of 'we've only just moved in' 18 months down the line. It's all getting to me a bit.
I know it's temporary and I'll rev up soon but for the moment I have to accept I'm not my usual bubbly self.
Hope everyone else if feeling a bit chirpier than I am!