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!
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?
Sunday, 3 August 2014
No High Street, No New New Clothes, only New To Me Clothes for a YEAR!
I'm looking for a new challenge (not as if I don't have enough on my plate what with a new buisness, trying to loose weight, working, living etc.) and I am big into my charity shops and old clothes. My figure in particular suits the older style dresses. I have wardrobes full of them! Those lovely little collared, button down dresses with flared below the knee skirts just look so good on me and I have loads in different patterns, colours etc and I am always on the look out for them when I venture into thrift shops.
Now, as always for me, money is rarely flowing freely enough for me to buy the fancy clothes I love and pine for and I find most high street clothes uncomfertable, poorly fitting and quick to shrink or distort. So naturally I end up digging through bargin bins and sale racks and when they aren't available I found charity shops were great for a nice unusual piece etc. I admit to being a bit of a hipster but I am GOOD at thrifting! I love finding clothes that look hideous or outdated and turning them into something pretty and fashionable and I love nothing more than when someone compliments my clothes and I proudly tell them it was €3 euro! I am a scrouge at heart!
Now for the last few months, nay years, I've been mainly shopping in charity shops from birthdays to weddings to christmas day dinner I have been dressed predominently in "rescue clothes" as my boyfriend calls them. I love picking up a dress and knowing it had histroy and was loved and worn and now it gets to have a second life and do it all over again!It makes me love them a little more than the usual penneys clothes I live in the other half of the time.
It is just so satisfying searching through rails and rails of clothes and finally finding that piece of clothing that makes you squeel and makes your heart race!And to top it all off they rarely cost more than 6 or 7 euro!Now Waterford, where I'm from, has really started to embrace these little shops and we have quite a few wonderful treasure troves to be proud of. I am a regular customer in the 3 WASSA (Waterford Autism society) shops and I love nothing better than spending an hour rooting through their rails to come away with three new dresses, some shoes (I am not a shoe snob I will wear them!although I draw the line there..no underwear for me thanks!) and a nice little upcycling project all for under €25 euro!I have a few particular finds that I am so proud of..For example a 100% wool tweed blazer with a very in fashion leather collar made sometime in the 70s to 80s that I got for €3!!! THREE!!!I will attach a picture and I think it may just have been one of my all time favourite finds!
I've also got a penchant for velvet...(hides in shame) my friends laugh at me. I have a velvet sensor. If there is some velvet in a shop I will find it!And I will buy it...especially black velvet!I have *ahem* five...*ahem*..six...black velvet dresses with only the smallest differences!I cannot walk away from them. In fact I bought a new one yesterday...I have a problem. I cannot help it!But just in general I love velvet dresses and I have more than a few in other colours too.
Anyway long story short as I wandered around the shop yesterday I was thinking to myself how I could find an outfit for any occasion in a charity shop for under 20 quid!I was talking to one of the girls who was complimenting my lovely new chevron dress as we wandered around penneys and I just found it all so...boring.
Isn't it so pretty??
The thought crossed my mind that I'd be happy never to step into one of these shops again. And of course thats an exaggeration but myself and my boyfriend have vowed to live cheaper this year so we can travel more on the weekends and penneys is not as kind on your pocket as it seems so I've decided to try a No High street, No New Clothes Challenge for a year!
I will have some basics, camis and one pair of jeans that I live in and replace whenever they wear out but aside from that I vow to shop only in vintage shops, charity shops more than the vintage but if I do find a dress I can't leave behind thats a bit more expensive than usual I will have to take it!Providing that it's new to me but not new new! I also do not plan to go this way for underwear as I pointed out above and I also think that this applies to gym wear and pyjamas but aside from these basics the rules are as follows:
Here goes nothing!
Now, as always for me, money is rarely flowing freely enough for me to buy the fancy clothes I love and pine for and I find most high street clothes uncomfertable, poorly fitting and quick to shrink or distort. So naturally I end up digging through bargin bins and sale racks and when they aren't available I found charity shops were great for a nice unusual piece etc. I admit to being a bit of a hipster but I am GOOD at thrifting! I love finding clothes that look hideous or outdated and turning them into something pretty and fashionable and I love nothing more than when someone compliments my clothes and I proudly tell them it was €3 euro! I am a scrouge at heart!
Now for the last few months, nay years, I've been mainly shopping in charity shops from birthdays to weddings to christmas day dinner I have been dressed predominently in "rescue clothes" as my boyfriend calls them. I love picking up a dress and knowing it had histroy and was loved and worn and now it gets to have a second life and do it all over again!It makes me love them a little more than the usual penneys clothes I live in the other half of the time.
It is just so satisfying searching through rails and rails of clothes and finally finding that piece of clothing that makes you squeel and makes your heart race!And to top it all off they rarely cost more than 6 or 7 euro!Now Waterford, where I'm from, has really started to embrace these little shops and we have quite a few wonderful treasure troves to be proud of. I am a regular customer in the 3 WASSA (Waterford Autism society) shops and I love nothing better than spending an hour rooting through their rails to come away with three new dresses, some shoes (I am not a shoe snob I will wear them!although I draw the line there..no underwear for me thanks!) and a nice little upcycling project all for under €25 euro!I have a few particular finds that I am so proud of..For example a 100% wool tweed blazer with a very in fashion leather collar made sometime in the 70s to 80s that I got for €3!!! THREE!!!I will attach a picture and I think it may just have been one of my all time favourite finds!
I've also got a penchant for velvet...(hides in shame) my friends laugh at me. I have a velvet sensor. If there is some velvet in a shop I will find it!And I will buy it...especially black velvet!I have *ahem* five...*ahem*..six...black velvet dresses with only the smallest differences!I cannot walk away from them. In fact I bought a new one yesterday...I have a problem. I cannot help it!But just in general I love velvet dresses and I have more than a few in other colours too.
Anyway long story short as I wandered around the shop yesterday I was thinking to myself how I could find an outfit for any occasion in a charity shop for under 20 quid!I was talking to one of the girls who was complimenting my lovely new chevron dress as we wandered around penneys and I just found it all so...boring.
Isn't it so pretty??The thought crossed my mind that I'd be happy never to step into one of these shops again. And of course thats an exaggeration but myself and my boyfriend have vowed to live cheaper this year so we can travel more on the weekends and penneys is not as kind on your pocket as it seems so I've decided to try a No High street, No New Clothes Challenge for a year!
I will have some basics, camis and one pair of jeans that I live in and replace whenever they wear out but aside from that I vow to shop only in vintage shops, charity shops more than the vintage but if I do find a dress I can't leave behind thats a bit more expensive than usual I will have to take it!Providing that it's new to me but not new new! I also do not plan to go this way for underwear as I pointed out above and I also think that this applies to gym wear and pyjamas but aside from these basics the rules are as follows:
- No shopping in High street stores.
- Clothes cannot be brand new (unless I'm lucky enough to find brand new in charity shops in which case I must have photographic proof of the item hanging in the charity shop!)
- Clothes must be bought either online (I will provide links to verify their secondhandedness!) in thrift stores, second hand stores, charity shops or vintage shops!
- I can alter or add to the clothes in any way I like!In fact I'd like to do more of this!
- I can, if I really want wear my own handmade items!
- Any items of clothes I already own that are not exactly Kosher can be worn but I cannot buy any new items and I must try to minimize these items!
- I can (and most certainly will) buy new shoes but I will try to thrift most of them but I am a shoeaholic so I can not swear off them entirely!(Also I have big feet, size 8, so I often do not find these in charity shops!)
- I must do this challenge from 03/08/2014 to the 03/08/15!
Here goes nothing!
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.
Friday, 23 May 2014
One disaster after another!
So I got home yesterday super duper super excited.
MY PHONE WAS HERE!
I was so excited.
I opened it all up, all shiny and brand new, and popped in my sim card. I turned it on and started set up and...it crashed. FOUR TIMES! And then basically everything started going wrong. I don't know why shit like this ha[[ens but it really got me down last night. I'm still pretty down about it. It was a spontaneous, luxury buy I definitely couldn't afford and it bit me right in the ass. It kept crashing and there were stupid little pixelated lines flashing randomly on the screen and most of the apps wouldn't open when I tried them. I'm actually devastated. It was one of those buys that you do it and go "Oh shiiiiit, I shouldn't have done that, but now it's done I'll just go with it" and now I'm well and truly paying for it. I'm sending it back of course. I was going to get it replaced but then the guilt set in. I know I can't afford this, I know I need the money and I know I have to send it back and get a refund. It was so close though. I held it in my hand, I took pictures with it!
And now I have to send it back and go back to my awful little ten euro phone and accept that I won't be seeing a phone like that for a long while. And it's pretty shitty. But I'm going away for a weekend in three weeks and of course i have mountains of bills coming up so I just cant afford a phone, and probably won't be able to get one any time in the near future. I checked my next upgrade, it's not until november. Huh. Depression session.
So now I'm going to return it and do the sensible thing and take the refund. I hate being sensible.
So still no camera for Caoimhey. I need a better job. Or for my furniture to start selling. Then I'd be flying.
Huuuuh. When I'm older and rich and all that, then I'll be fine, right?
I'm going to try and commandeer my mothers camera (which is awful) so we'll see where we're at in a few days but anyway. That was my shitty day yesterday.
On the positive side of things I did some hardcore pilates last night and I felt so good this morning that when I woke up I felt like, yes felt like going for a run. So I did.
A run is being seriously optimistic now, overstating to say the least!
I got up with one intention to run for five minutes or just under. I wasn't going to push myself too hard. So I set off ran for three and a half minutes which seems like nothing but it was tough. I then sprinted for like ten seconds and you know what I feel great about it! Even if it was nothing compared to other people for me it was a marathon! My chest was burning, I had a moment of going oh god maybe I'm dying but I was being dramatic.
But still a run, however short is still a run. And I'm going out horse riding this evening. More calories!!
So in short while I feel this is a bad thing (about my phone) I know that in reality it's not. I'll wait seven months for my upgrade and I'll try afford a point and shoot in the next few months! And on the fitness/health/my life going well side of things then it's all pretty good!
I'm better than I was yesterday and thats enough for me!
MY PHONE WAS HERE!
I was so excited.
I opened it all up, all shiny and brand new, and popped in my sim card. I turned it on and started set up and...it crashed. FOUR TIMES! And then basically everything started going wrong. I don't know why shit like this ha[[ens but it really got me down last night. I'm still pretty down about it. It was a spontaneous, luxury buy I definitely couldn't afford and it bit me right in the ass. It kept crashing and there were stupid little pixelated lines flashing randomly on the screen and most of the apps wouldn't open when I tried them. I'm actually devastated. It was one of those buys that you do it and go "Oh shiiiiit, I shouldn't have done that, but now it's done I'll just go with it" and now I'm well and truly paying for it. I'm sending it back of course. I was going to get it replaced but then the guilt set in. I know I can't afford this, I know I need the money and I know I have to send it back and get a refund. It was so close though. I held it in my hand, I took pictures with it!
And now I have to send it back and go back to my awful little ten euro phone and accept that I won't be seeing a phone like that for a long while. And it's pretty shitty. But I'm going away for a weekend in three weeks and of course i have mountains of bills coming up so I just cant afford a phone, and probably won't be able to get one any time in the near future. I checked my next upgrade, it's not until november. Huh. Depression session.
So now I'm going to return it and do the sensible thing and take the refund. I hate being sensible.
So still no camera for Caoimhey. I need a better job. Or for my furniture to start selling. Then I'd be flying.
Huuuuh. When I'm older and rich and all that, then I'll be fine, right?
I'm going to try and commandeer my mothers camera (which is awful) so we'll see where we're at in a few days but anyway. That was my shitty day yesterday.
On the positive side of things I did some hardcore pilates last night and I felt so good this morning that when I woke up I felt like, yes felt like going for a run. So I did.
A run is being seriously optimistic now, overstating to say the least!
I got up with one intention to run for five minutes or just under. I wasn't going to push myself too hard. So I set off ran for three and a half minutes which seems like nothing but it was tough. I then sprinted for like ten seconds and you know what I feel great about it! Even if it was nothing compared to other people for me it was a marathon! My chest was burning, I had a moment of going oh god maybe I'm dying but I was being dramatic.
But still a run, however short is still a run. And I'm going out horse riding this evening. More calories!!
So in short while I feel this is a bad thing (about my phone) I know that in reality it's not. I'll wait seven months for my upgrade and I'll try afford a point and shoot in the next few months! And on the fitness/health/my life going well side of things then it's all pretty good!
I'm better than I was yesterday and thats enough for me!
Thursday, 22 May 2014
Bit of a hump and a bit of shame(ful)less plugging!
Good Morning!!
I'm sitting here enjoying a lovely bowl of raspberries and yogurt with a rusk crushed up in it (it sounds a bit mad but it's really good and it's vaguely cheesecakey) and watching top gear.
I'll be off to get dressed in a few so I just thought I'd do a little writing!
So first and foremost as I was saying yesterday I had a good day...until the evening. I came home and had my dinner even did a wee bit of shopping for lunches etc. and was doing well. I had three fruit servings ledt so I was going to go out and blend a banana with cocoa powder and some stevia and maybe a drop of honey to have a sort of soft serve ice cream and when I opened the press and saw...fondant. I had totally forgotten I had it. And seeing it there it just seemed so appealing. I took it out and pulled off a lump of it and long story short I ate about three hundred calories of fondant. And god knows how much sugar. I was telling myself not to do it even as I was doing it!
I went and talked to my boyfriend and hes suggested the next time I want to do something like that I should talk to him. I'll give it a try but once I've convinced myself it's hard to sway me. If my will power is a muscle then mine is just a baby muscle, a weakling, a smallie, so I guess I got to work on it!
So thats my little rant and now I wanted to shamelessly plug myself a little bit!
My boyfriend and I are currently trying to start our own little furniture buisness. I'm hoping to move into completely handmade objects sooner rather while continuing some funiture renovation also but we're starting small. We currently have 3 upcycled pieces up on etsy and I'm trying to get the word of our little company out there as much as possible so I thought here would be as good a place as any!
Our first little piece to go up was a lovely little set of decoupaged nest tables
These were our first little venture and they are currently up on our etsy shop!
The next one up was this lovely grey drop leaf table!
And then thirdly we put up a lfull length mirror my boyfriend upcycled
And in that you can see some of the little stable we work in!
And you can see a few of our other little projects!
This weekend we are going to work on that blue chair you see in the picture which we are going to turn into a swing chair!I'm very excited about that!Might do a little decoupaging on it I'm not certain yet yo be honest!It's just at priming stage now!
We're also going to finish up a big project we're doing!It's this beautiful writing desk that we picked up recently and we decided to go with simple and classic! It was originally mahogany and we've decided to go with plain white and black blackboard paint on the drawers and even if I do say so myself it looks great!
So hoping to get the last coat of paint and a lick of varnish on it this weekend!Expect photos soon!
I'm sitting here enjoying a lovely bowl of raspberries and yogurt with a rusk crushed up in it (it sounds a bit mad but it's really good and it's vaguely cheesecakey) and watching top gear.
I'll be off to get dressed in a few so I just thought I'd do a little writing!
So first and foremost as I was saying yesterday I had a good day...until the evening. I came home and had my dinner even did a wee bit of shopping for lunches etc. and was doing well. I had three fruit servings ledt so I was going to go out and blend a banana with cocoa powder and some stevia and maybe a drop of honey to have a sort of soft serve ice cream and when I opened the press and saw...fondant. I had totally forgotten I had it. And seeing it there it just seemed so appealing. I took it out and pulled off a lump of it and long story short I ate about three hundred calories of fondant. And god knows how much sugar. I was telling myself not to do it even as I was doing it!
I went and talked to my boyfriend and hes suggested the next time I want to do something like that I should talk to him. I'll give it a try but once I've convinced myself it's hard to sway me. If my will power is a muscle then mine is just a baby muscle, a weakling, a smallie, so I guess I got to work on it!
So thats my little rant and now I wanted to shamelessly plug myself a little bit!
My boyfriend and I are currently trying to start our own little furniture buisness. I'm hoping to move into completely handmade objects sooner rather while continuing some funiture renovation also but we're starting small. We currently have 3 upcycled pieces up on etsy and I'm trying to get the word of our little company out there as much as possible so I thought here would be as good a place as any!
Our first little piece to go up was a lovely little set of decoupaged nest tables
These were our first little venture and they are currently up on our etsy shop!
The next one up was this lovely grey drop leaf table!
And then thirdly we put up a lfull length mirror my boyfriend upcycled
And in that you can see some of the little stable we work in!
And you can see a few of our other little projects!
This weekend we are going to work on that blue chair you see in the picture which we are going to turn into a swing chair!I'm very excited about that!Might do a little decoupaging on it I'm not certain yet yo be honest!It's just at priming stage now!
We're also going to finish up a big project we're doing!It's this beautiful writing desk that we picked up recently and we decided to go with simple and classic! It was originally mahogany and we've decided to go with plain white and black blackboard paint on the drawers and even if I do say so myself it looks great!
So hoping to get the last coat of paint and a lick of varnish on it this weekend!Expect photos soon!
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