Inventory’s, inventory’s – we’ve moved house this week. Still renting this time, so all I’ve had time to read has been inventory’s, from the old house, the new house. Boring, frustrating on so many levels, I’ve barely had time to read my favourite blogs and intend to catch up at some point soon.
Well, the hubby and I only set the television up yesterday and that was because we were too unwell to go to church and we needed to entertain the children whilst we tried to relax. We had a few movies on the hard drive of the laptop though (no internet here yet) so on our anniversary (Friday) which had been a ridiculously stressful day with moving problems (the old house) we watched ‘Easy A’ with Emma Stone, just because we knew that it made us laugh.
The same comfy clothes most of the week as I have been on my hands and knees scrubbing and moving boxes etc. Thank God for slacks, great for running and great for physical grafting. Hoping not to have to wear any this week though.
I noticed that I have spent a lot of time in the car this week, driving between the two properties, driving across to my parents and I haven’t been putting music on. I know my week has taken on a whole new level of stress when I can’t even listen to music. I won’t bore you with the details, but the level of sadness I have felt this week (with being severely ripped off and taken advantage of on many levels) has literally been at marital break up level. I know as I could only compare it to when my first husband left. I felt so numb and empty this week it was horrible. I consciously chose to snap out of it though when I was driving the girls to dance on Saturday morning. Didn’t want them to feel my sadness and decided enough was enough. The past could not be changed and we love our new home so that’s all that matters.
Some beds lol, reconstructing them with the hubby wasn’t my strength after crippling myself with all the cleaning, but I did go to Dunelm and buy some lovely new bedding for the girls so that their room was ready when they arrived.
I do not know how I would’ve made it through this week without my Mum. She has been intrinsic in me not losing my mind or having a melt down. I am so glad that we have chosen to have her come work for us full-time now. I will be blogging about our new ‘Nanny’ soon.
I am having to blog these retrospectively as I have been up to my eyes in moving house.
It is now 3:30 in the morning and I have no internet yet here, can’t connect to my phone as it has decided to die, but I figured I’ll blog now, post it to the web later when I can find a connection.
I’m sat in the bath blogging because I can’t sleep. Moving house not long after moving churches has been hard. My husband doesn’t drive and he couldn’t get any time off work, so although he is amazing when he’s here, he just hasn’t been able to be around. The church is my social connection. Obviously, when you have children your social structure changes. No longer am I able to ‘party’ with the people who basically were my drinking buddies and you just lose contact. Some of my drinking buddies were Mum’s but they were single Mum’s who, although I know it wasn’t their ideal, they had learnt the joys of shared custody, meaning there were nights they had free to not feel like a Mum and go out. This is when single girl I, would see them.
Anyway, I ate :
Monday…..Monday…..racking my brain….,vi shake, I think?
Left over lasagne that my mum had made.
Left over Chinese from Sunday evening, duck and pancakes basically.
I had like zero energy to help my hubby with packing, got myself all in a tizz. Ended up sending him to the shop for the dreaded coca cola so I could have a sugar rush and help with packing. I also had quite a bit of pro plus that day and a Costa coffee.
I’m just going to post the whole week now then I can begin afresh next post.
Breakfast – McDonald’s Big Breakfast meal, came straight back up with the stress of packing me thinks
Lunch – chicken burger (plain), chips and curry sauce from the chippy. My mum didn’t want me to have the stress of making lunch just before we moved.
Dinner – some chicken breast (packet from sainsbury’s) on a bread roll as I couldn’t find any cutlery or anything for that matter as the movers were still delivering boxes.
Breakfast – bagel with Philadelphia from McD’s
Lunch – Pizza Hut buffet (I treated my mum as we’d been on our knees scrubbing the old house all morning) it’s my mum’s fave.
Dinner – Chinese takeaway at our new house. Couldn’t find my wok to start cooking the meal I’d bought ingredients for.
Breakfast – bagel with Philadelphia from McD’s
Lunch – mushroom and ricotta pasta with creme fraiche and cheese sauce
Dinner – Chinese again (not good)
Breakfast – bagel with Philadelphia (I made at home)
Ridiculously stressful morning with estate agents and being ripped off by people, had a chocolate tea cake at Costa coffee
Lunch – felt like I was doing ok despite the adversity til now, I went on a Macdonald’s binge, I had a chicken legend meal (plain) large, and 20 nuggets. I felt sick but just kept eating, really, really bad. Totally my response to extreme stress. Had just found out all the scrubbing on my hands and knees with my mum for the last few days was pointless and that we were going to lose a few hundred pounds on our deposit anyway. Long story, but this is where it all went wrong.
Dinner – Chinese (AGAIN) it was mine and the hubby’s anniversary and it had been a terrible day. I didn’t dare try a different restaurant after the day we’d had so just stuck with this takeaway, as it’s the only one we know at the new address that we like.
Breakfast – bagel with Philadelphia
Lunch – pasta (tagliatelle) with stir in carbonara sauce from sainsbury’s
Dinner – lasagne portion from my mum’s house (she gave me in a container so I didn’t have to cook, house still in massive uproar)
Breakfast – felt very very sick. Had a couple of bags of crisps, supposed to be healthy rye ones. I had thrown up so just wanted something dry.
Lunch – pasta with stir in tomato and mascarpone sauce from sainsbury’s
Dinner – oh yes, you’ve guessed it, Chinese again, but then I was sick, so no more Chinese for me. Being I’ll has put me off it.
As you can see a terrible week as far as dieting/healthy eating is concerned. It was a terrible week in general though. At least, we are in our new home now that we love, even if it is in uproar.
I haven’t dared face the scales yet *petrified* – maybe tomorrow, sorry guys.
I am getting really good at the whole not snacking thing now. I am getting even better at trying to be good and being more healthy choice conscious. You may not think so when you see my food diary’s but I know my usual patterns and how stressful my life is right now, with the recent funeral and moving house. It would usually be so much worse.
We attend church, usually two services, morning and evening. More recently we’ve just been managing to get to one with everything that has been going on and just pure exhaustion. I miss it though, I LOVE church, it is one of my most favourite places to be. I serve on the music team singing vocals. This means when I’m rostered on an early start. I have to set off at 8:30 to be there for 8:45 ready to sound check at 9am. Not too bad, but when it’s the one day of the week society tells you ‘you can have a lie in’ and you’re up at 6 trying to get everything done and all four children showered and dressed nicely, as well as fed before you leave, it can seem a rush. Most weeks we feed the children and the hubby and I forget to eat Sunday morning. This week I had a Vi shake, they are a meal replacement shake that contain all the nutrients that you need. So…
Breakfast – Vi Shake
Lunch – mince, carrots, potatoes, onions, courgettes and mushroom stew that had been placed in the slow cooker by my helpful mother whilst we were packing up to move the day before. I had two small bowls full and 4 *i know* pieces of buttered bread with it.
I had determined that this was perfectly acceptable as I’d rather be full with bread and stew than snack on other rubbish, and I was fully intending to consume another vi shake for my evening meal. However…
Dinner – Chinese takeout *oops* our friends came round who have recently had a new baby boy ‘Rowan’ how cute. We offered them some of our abundant stew but they have been receiving meals from friends in their church and told us they were sick of stew and would prefer take out. So we ordered a take out. It was one of those times where I genuinely joined in to be sociable but even as I’m typing this now I know they were close enough friends that they wouldn’t have been offended if I hadn’t eaten with them. I could’ve had another bowl of stew or even my intended vi shake and they wouldn’t have thought twice about it. However, I had half a portion of boiled rice with the Mr, those chips that I really, really need to stop ordering, and a chicken curry. I ate a handful of prawn crackers and one of the free portion of salt and pepper chicken wings.
I have decided this week I’m not going to weigh myself until the end of the week. Let’s see how this affects my mindset and how I get on….
I’ve lost a stone!! Wahoo!! What a great way to mark the end of week one.
If you have been following this week you will see that I haven’t actually been that good with my eating. I’ve had Macdonald’s, KFC, an Indian, a kebab. I’ve been snacking a lot less, in fact nearly not at all, cut out coca cola, and as I’ve been feeling a bit more well in myself, I haven’t been stuck in bed all the time.
Today I ate :
Breakfast – 4 pieces of toast
Lunch – a cheese, ham and turkey sandwich.
Dinner – yummy lasagne my Mum made for whilst we were packing (I had two helpings).
Snack – a handful of the mini sour cream and chive snack a jacks again. I shared the pack with Judah.
I drank – cranberry juice, water
I now weigh 130.1kg’s.
1 stone down, about 10 to go (no joke, I can’t even tell that I’ve lost weight yet.
Sleepy now from packing all day. Off to bed before I start wanting to order takeaway because I’m shattered and in need of energy. Old habits die hard.
I absolutely love how much Judah adores Eden. She is his favourite person, and most of the time (apart from when he’s having an ignorant moment and leans on her without realising she can’t support his weight, mummy to the rescue) he takes such good care of her. She is his little princess and he (again, unless he’s unwittingly crushing her) is her hero.
I’ve noticed their relationship brings everyone great joy who see their interactions with each other.
It’s really sweet how he took it upon himself the morning of the funeral to give her a lovely kiss. She was asleep at the time but didn’t mind being woken up by a kiss. She soon drifted back off anyway.
I am so excited to be able to capture these images with my new camera that has arrived whilst we were away. I collected it from the depot last night. As the total newb that I am to photography, I didn’t even realise I needed a memory card. So, was gutted whilst setting up my camera last night that I couldn’t start experimenting straight away. *oops* oh well ordered a 32gb online and might pick up a 4gb at the supermarket this morning whilst I wait for it to arrive. Total geek I know, but I’m too excited.
Packing to move today whilst the girls are at dance, so better crack on with my day.
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