Today.is.my.last.day.in.the.office.
TODAY IS MY LAST DAY IN THE OFFICE!
TODAY IS MY LAST DAY IN THE OFFICE!!!
I'm so excited...and I just can't hide it...and yes I am listening to The Pointer Sisters right now!
Never in my life has there been a more appropriate time.
My life literally starts today! Well it starts officially at half five I suppose!
I have instructed my boyfriend to be outside at 5:30 because I will not be able to wait to share my absolute elation with him!!!
I will have to hold off doing an insane little dance till we get down the street a little because this year may have been awful but I am not so rude as to show how excited I am never to see this place again!
Of course I can't celebrate fully tonight as I am in fact working in my new job tomorrow! Minding the babógs (babies for those irishly challenged), so tonight I will be frequenting my favorite Indian with my boy and two of our friends and going for a drink or two. Tomorrow night however I intend on partying like it is 1999, a year in which I would have been nine, which I feel is actually appropriate because I feel like I will have the excitement level of a child at Christmas!
On a complete aside can I just mention how much I am Loving , with a capital L, Meghan Trainors "All about that Bass". Loving celebrating us Size Queens!
So back on track, today is the last day of my awful job and I couldn't be more excited. Leaving work will never be so awesome ever again. Until then I am going to get the place ready for the next poor soul and then do the minimum amount of work I possibly can to make up for all those days I left ages after close of business!!!!
To new beginnings!
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Friday, 26 September 2014
Thursday, 25 September 2014
Does anyone out there love rainy days?
Cause I love rainy days!
You'd think that living in Ireland I would be sick and tired of the rain and I can't deny that there are days when I wake up and look and see rain..again...and again and again and I just want to scream but I do love particular types of rainy days!
You know lovely winter Sundays when you have nothing to do but ramble around your house in your cosy pyjamas, with a big warm scarf and a cosy cup of tea and look at the rain outside your window. I love those days oh so much.
I'm sitting in the office (my second last day here as it happens, tomorrow at 5:30 will be one of the best days of my life!) looking out the window and it is getting overcast and unlike the many people out there who are probably praying the rain away I'm hoping it will arrive! I want it to rain before I leave work. I want to get soaked walking home and jump straight into a hot shower when I get in the door. I want to get out and jump straight into my pyjamas and curl up in bed with my boyfriend and binge watch "Law and Order: SVU".
God I love the winter.
So alot has changed in my life in the last few weeks. It's all about to change even more now. All exciting changes and all good. My two best friends are pregnant! I'm so excited for them! Soon we'll have two little tiny babies for me to dote over and the girls are going to be wonderful mothers!
But with this brings a lot of changes. Gone are our wild nights out and hungover days watching movies. My girly nights now are going to consist of ice cream and movies and early nights but I'm ok with that. It does mean however that I am going to be at a loose end when it comes to blowing off a little steam away from the boyf and I don't think this is a bad thing either. Drinks with the girls was always a nice way to unwind but it's probably not the healthiest way to do it.
Leaving myawful, soul sucking, hellish lovely job is literally going to open up a world of possibilities to me. I am leaving my full time "cushy" office job as a receptionist to become a part time childminder/furniture restorer. Everyone in my life thinks I am insane. I'm fairly certain my parents want to catch me and shake me till my silly "ideals" fall out of my head but in fairness they were the ones who encouraged me to do what made me happy. They just thought that what made me happy would mean teaching like my mother. What a rude awakening they received.
But I will show them all!
First and foremost my new career move has opened up more time for me. I have, for all my life been working or in school or in college as have most people, however for me. growing up on a farm there was no such thing as "free time". If I wasn't busy, or I didn't have plans then I was working. It didn't leave a lot of me time.
When I left for college I had more time but there was always an assignment to do or a class to attend or even just some social event of some sort that took up my time and I didn't pursue my hobbies half as much as I'd have liked too. I went straight into full time work as soon as I finished college and lets just say my time management is not the best and I'm usually being dragged between cleaning, cooking, shopping, family, friends, gym and my boyfriend. Again not leaving much time for me. So to tie everything back together and prove I am not just rambling aimlessly my new job means tha I will have a two day week every second week and a four day week every other. That gives me alot of time off. I've been dreaming about it these last few weeks in the office. And this is indefinitely as well. But as I dreamed something has dawned on me. I don't really know what to do with my time.
Well that's not true, I have six million things to do with my time my pinterest boards alone will attest to that but I guess I';m just not used to having so much alone time free to fill with whatever I want and not what I'm obliged to do. And in thinking about this I realised how very little time I have to myself to blow off steam and to unwind. In living and working with my boyfriend (in our furniture business) I am very rarely alone. Like entirely alone. Without interruption.
My idea of unwinding is going to meet the girls but as I mentioned they won't be at my constant disposal anymore because they've got their own busy lives to handle.
It has begun to dawn on me that for the first time in my life I have time.
Time to pursue all the projects, hobbies and plans I've put aside for "Next week" for the last few years. And not only that but I'll also have money.
Good lord. I've hit the jackpot.
And I am so excited. My brain may just implode.
Which would be a shame, I'd miss all my lovely time!!!
I have millions of plans and the top of my list is to become good at managing this free time because I'm afraid it will come upon me and I will just spin in a circle like a miserable little headless chicken never fully committing to one project or plan because I'll be trying to do them all at one time!
And I want to make something of this blog.
I like writing, I wouldn't have a degree in English and History if I didn't!
So I'd like to pick a major project each week and try to document my life change here.
I'm going from having my life dictated by those around me to becoming the master of my own destiny for the first time ever and it is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me.
I want a record of this time. I want to look back at sixty and say I did that. I learned how to give myself time, I stopped putting the things that give me pleasure in life on the long finger and I just did them. I feel brave at the moment, terrified of the big change deep down and daunted almost by all this unscheduled life, but over all I feel brave and excited. I feel like there will be bad weeks and good weeks but for the first time ever I am doing something that is for me.
So here's my question, given all the free time you've ever wanted what would you do?
You'd think that living in Ireland I would be sick and tired of the rain and I can't deny that there are days when I wake up and look and see rain..again...and again and again and I just want to scream but I do love particular types of rainy days!
You know lovely winter Sundays when you have nothing to do but ramble around your house in your cosy pyjamas, with a big warm scarf and a cosy cup of tea and look at the rain outside your window. I love those days oh so much.
I'm sitting in the office (my second last day here as it happens, tomorrow at 5:30 will be one of the best days of my life!) looking out the window and it is getting overcast and unlike the many people out there who are probably praying the rain away I'm hoping it will arrive! I want it to rain before I leave work. I want to get soaked walking home and jump straight into a hot shower when I get in the door. I want to get out and jump straight into my pyjamas and curl up in bed with my boyfriend and binge watch "Law and Order: SVU".
God I love the winter.
So alot has changed in my life in the last few weeks. It's all about to change even more now. All exciting changes and all good. My two best friends are pregnant! I'm so excited for them! Soon we'll have two little tiny babies for me to dote over and the girls are going to be wonderful mothers!
But with this brings a lot of changes. Gone are our wild nights out and hungover days watching movies. My girly nights now are going to consist of ice cream and movies and early nights but I'm ok with that. It does mean however that I am going to be at a loose end when it comes to blowing off a little steam away from the boyf and I don't think this is a bad thing either. Drinks with the girls was always a nice way to unwind but it's probably not the healthiest way to do it.
Leaving my
But I will show them all!
First and foremost my new career move has opened up more time for me. I have, for all my life been working or in school or in college as have most people, however for me. growing up on a farm there was no such thing as "free time". If I wasn't busy, or I didn't have plans then I was working. It didn't leave a lot of me time.
When I left for college I had more time but there was always an assignment to do or a class to attend or even just some social event of some sort that took up my time and I didn't pursue my hobbies half as much as I'd have liked too. I went straight into full time work as soon as I finished college and lets just say my time management is not the best and I'm usually being dragged between cleaning, cooking, shopping, family, friends, gym and my boyfriend. Again not leaving much time for me. So to tie everything back together and prove I am not just rambling aimlessly my new job means tha I will have a two day week every second week and a four day week every other. That gives me alot of time off. I've been dreaming about it these last few weeks in the office. And this is indefinitely as well. But as I dreamed something has dawned on me. I don't really know what to do with my time.
Well that's not true, I have six million things to do with my time my pinterest boards alone will attest to that but I guess I';m just not used to having so much alone time free to fill with whatever I want and not what I'm obliged to do. And in thinking about this I realised how very little time I have to myself to blow off steam and to unwind. In living and working with my boyfriend (in our furniture business) I am very rarely alone. Like entirely alone. Without interruption.
My idea of unwinding is going to meet the girls but as I mentioned they won't be at my constant disposal anymore because they've got their own busy lives to handle.
It has begun to dawn on me that for the first time in my life I have time.
Time to pursue all the projects, hobbies and plans I've put aside for "Next week" for the last few years. And not only that but I'll also have money.
Good lord. I've hit the jackpot.
And I am so excited. My brain may just implode.
Which would be a shame, I'd miss all my lovely time!!!
I have millions of plans and the top of my list is to become good at managing this free time because I'm afraid it will come upon me and I will just spin in a circle like a miserable little headless chicken never fully committing to one project or plan because I'll be trying to do them all at one time!
And I want to make something of this blog.
I like writing, I wouldn't have a degree in English and History if I didn't!
So I'd like to pick a major project each week and try to document my life change here.
I'm going from having my life dictated by those around me to becoming the master of my own destiny for the first time ever and it is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me.
I want a record of this time. I want to look back at sixty and say I did that. I learned how to give myself time, I stopped putting the things that give me pleasure in life on the long finger and I just did them. I feel brave at the moment, terrified of the big change deep down and daunted almost by all this unscheduled life, but over all I feel brave and excited. I feel like there will be bad weeks and good weeks but for the first time ever I am doing something that is for me.
So here's my question, given all the free time you've ever wanted what would you do?
Wednesday, 9 July 2014
Ups and Downs
This shit is tough.
No like unbearably tough but I have bad days. Days where I cry because I get tired. Tired of watching everything I eat and feeling guilty if I don't work out for more than two days! I know that this is mainly because of my diet and that I really need to beat myself back into a routine but it's tough.
I know excuses, excuses right? But it is. I'm at a point in my life where I never have an excess of money. I know most people don't these days but week to week it is a struggle. I only have about 25 euro a week that I can spend on food ad my boyfriend pays 25 too so we have 50 in total but that has to be for both of us and he definitely does not eat all the same stuff as I have to. So with my meager budget I do the best I can but inevitably by the end of the week we'll have a night or two without proper dinners.
I try my best every week not to let it happen but it does.
We shop normally on tuesdays so I often end up with several bad days of eating at the end and it is ruining my diet. Any weight I lose during the week I put on at the weekend.
So I'm ahead in some ways. I know my problem. I have the same routine every week. I buy food tuesday evening and I eat well and I'm good till friday and I loose weight and then saturday comes and two things happen, or three. Firstly I drink. Normally once a weekend, sometimes twice and what is affordable? Beer! so thats what? Six gazillion calories? Empty ones at that! The drinking inevitably leads to hangovers (Why I can't understand?) and hangover leads to cravings for CARBS!!! My very best friends! Carbs and sweets! And hangovers don't exactly breed the best moods for whipping up healthy meals and going for long walks. No they lead to me eating a bag of doritos and a jar of dip and sitting on the couch all day long! Oh ye and take aways happen too. God I need to learn to avoid these pitfalls!
The next big problem is my boyfriends mother! Now don't get me wrong! I love her! She's larger than life, funny, and a great cook. We go to her house every sunday (again usually hungover) and she plies us with masses of food! She will ply us with rasher sandwixhes before our butts hit the chair and then it's "Tea? Tea? would you like some tea?No? Well some coke then! Or a glass of milk?" and then of course we have to stay for dinner. Obviously. And I say ok...just a little cause it's always so damn tempting. Of course a little in her mind is enough to feed at least four people! And if you don't eat every last bit she's convinced you hated it!
The next thing to happen is dessert "sure you'll have some won't you?Just a little!You will! and my will power on those days is just not strong enough. And she just won't let you say no! Now I can hear people already shouting "Woah!No! She's a sabeteur and evil etc etc" as people are want to do on the interweb but she's just an Irish mammy and that is the long and short of it.
So I suppose others are also thinking well if you know your problems you know how to solve them. I suppose all excuses aside I can solve them. This weekend we have my dear Paulies birthday and I'm plannig a mahoosive surprise party for him! So that means drinks and cake and other such stuff but I will try my hardest to be disciplined and to drag myself out of the hangover slump and make some damned healthy food!
I need to stop thinking of the weekend as different and to start treating it like every other day when I work my butt off.
On the upside I am feeling fairly positive but then again it is wednesday and that is always one of my high motivation days! I busted my ass off while walking to work and I sweated buckets! I was very proud of myself!
I've got a very busy evening ahead of me. However last night, after the shop, I did something I always plan on doing but never actually do. I came home, took all the veg I'd bought and chopped it all up and put it in lunch boxes and threw it in the fridge! I then prepped my lunch last night for the first time in ages and now I have a lovely quesadilla for my lunch!Woop! I feel so organized and good! And then I beat my ass in the road this morning and I'm really feeling positive.
Lets hope it lasts!
No like unbearably tough but I have bad days. Days where I cry because I get tired. Tired of watching everything I eat and feeling guilty if I don't work out for more than two days! I know that this is mainly because of my diet and that I really need to beat myself back into a routine but it's tough.
I know excuses, excuses right? But it is. I'm at a point in my life where I never have an excess of money. I know most people don't these days but week to week it is a struggle. I only have about 25 euro a week that I can spend on food ad my boyfriend pays 25 too so we have 50 in total but that has to be for both of us and he definitely does not eat all the same stuff as I have to. So with my meager budget I do the best I can but inevitably by the end of the week we'll have a night or two without proper dinners.
I try my best every week not to let it happen but it does.
We shop normally on tuesdays so I often end up with several bad days of eating at the end and it is ruining my diet. Any weight I lose during the week I put on at the weekend.
So I'm ahead in some ways. I know my problem. I have the same routine every week. I buy food tuesday evening and I eat well and I'm good till friday and I loose weight and then saturday comes and two things happen, or three. Firstly I drink. Normally once a weekend, sometimes twice and what is affordable? Beer! so thats what? Six gazillion calories? Empty ones at that! The drinking inevitably leads to hangovers (Why I can't understand?) and hangover leads to cravings for CARBS!!! My very best friends! Carbs and sweets! And hangovers don't exactly breed the best moods for whipping up healthy meals and going for long walks. No they lead to me eating a bag of doritos and a jar of dip and sitting on the couch all day long! Oh ye and take aways happen too. God I need to learn to avoid these pitfalls!
The next big problem is my boyfriends mother! Now don't get me wrong! I love her! She's larger than life, funny, and a great cook. We go to her house every sunday (again usually hungover) and she plies us with masses of food! She will ply us with rasher sandwixhes before our butts hit the chair and then it's "Tea? Tea? would you like some tea?No? Well some coke then! Or a glass of milk?" and then of course we have to stay for dinner. Obviously. And I say ok...just a little cause it's always so damn tempting. Of course a little in her mind is enough to feed at least four people! And if you don't eat every last bit she's convinced you hated it!
The next thing to happen is dessert "sure you'll have some won't you?Just a little!You will! and my will power on those days is just not strong enough. And she just won't let you say no! Now I can hear people already shouting "Woah!No! She's a sabeteur and evil etc etc" as people are want to do on the interweb but she's just an Irish mammy and that is the long and short of it.
So I suppose others are also thinking well if you know your problems you know how to solve them. I suppose all excuses aside I can solve them. This weekend we have my dear Paulies birthday and I'm plannig a mahoosive surprise party for him! So that means drinks and cake and other such stuff but I will try my hardest to be disciplined and to drag myself out of the hangover slump and make some damned healthy food!
I need to stop thinking of the weekend as different and to start treating it like every other day when I work my butt off.
On the upside I am feeling fairly positive but then again it is wednesday and that is always one of my high motivation days! I busted my ass off while walking to work and I sweated buckets! I was very proud of myself!
I've got a very busy evening ahead of me. However last night, after the shop, I did something I always plan on doing but never actually do. I came home, took all the veg I'd bought and chopped it all up and put it in lunch boxes and threw it in the fridge! I then prepped my lunch last night for the first time in ages and now I have a lovely quesadilla for my lunch!Woop! I feel so organized and good! And then I beat my ass in the road this morning and I'm really feeling positive.
Lets hope it lasts!
Monday, 2 June 2014
Movtivation Wanted! Apply within!
Good god. I am so sick of this bouncing around. I went down so quick I gained so quick. I know that I will never get where I need to unless i stick with my goals.
I have to incorporate excercise into my routine. I cannot seem to make myself to get out of the chair and go to the gym, go to the pool, go for a walk!
I have had a bad few weeks. My boyfriend told me something really serious about two weeks ago and it's really hit me hard. Something quite awful happened to him around the time that we got together and I never knew. It explains alot about things we've argued about over the last year and it's going to take a long time to work through it. Honestly it's really upsetting me. I don't really know how to get over this but we will. It's also a really sensitive situation and it's going to be difficult to learn how to work with this but we'll get there.
However something good has also come from this. We discussed it and currently we live with several people in a lovely big house but because theres six of us theres never any space and it's been getting to me quite a bit. I often find the kitchen occupied and by the time its free I don't feel like cooking. Also we can't freeze stuff because we only have one measly little freezer drawer. For example this evening when I cook dinner I have to use half the amount I normally would and try make just two portions when it would be easier to make a big batch, eat some and freeze the rest. Then on those evenings when I get home tired and takeaway seems easier I'd have a ready made healthy meal in the freezer.
So long story short we're getting our own apartment and it will do wonders for us. I'll have space and a clean house and my own fridge with a big freezer etc. So over all it's been a pretty crazy few weeks and my weight is really getting me down at the moment. I'm trying to stay positive and upbeat about myself but it's hard when I cannot get down past 18 stone. I just want to see seventeen on the scales again. I know the only way this will happen is to get off my ass and go for a walk. And then eat healthy. And avoid sugar. And carbs. Simples right?
Not.
I have to incorporate excercise into my routine. I cannot seem to make myself to get out of the chair and go to the gym, go to the pool, go for a walk!
I have had a bad few weeks. My boyfriend told me something really serious about two weeks ago and it's really hit me hard. Something quite awful happened to him around the time that we got together and I never knew. It explains alot about things we've argued about over the last year and it's going to take a long time to work through it. Honestly it's really upsetting me. I don't really know how to get over this but we will. It's also a really sensitive situation and it's going to be difficult to learn how to work with this but we'll get there.
However something good has also come from this. We discussed it and currently we live with several people in a lovely big house but because theres six of us theres never any space and it's been getting to me quite a bit. I often find the kitchen occupied and by the time its free I don't feel like cooking. Also we can't freeze stuff because we only have one measly little freezer drawer. For example this evening when I cook dinner I have to use half the amount I normally would and try make just two portions when it would be easier to make a big batch, eat some and freeze the rest. Then on those evenings when I get home tired and takeaway seems easier I'd have a ready made healthy meal in the freezer.
So long story short we're getting our own apartment and it will do wonders for us. I'll have space and a clean house and my own fridge with a big freezer etc. So over all it's been a pretty crazy few weeks and my weight is really getting me down at the moment. I'm trying to stay positive and upbeat about myself but it's hard when I cannot get down past 18 stone. I just want to see seventeen on the scales again. I know the only way this will happen is to get off my ass and go for a walk. And then eat healthy. And avoid sugar. And carbs. Simples right?
Not.
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