It's been 9 days, 17 hours and 56 minutes since New Years Day ended. This usually means that we stop eating chocolate, sweets, pastries, chips, puddings and whatever else looks good enough to consent an expanding waistline.
My problem seems to be that I did 'think' about stepping back from the food and getting back on a diet, but the idea of it bored me. So, as a result of this, I haven't actually stopped eating yet - only for a few hours of sleep here and there.
My excuse is that there's still, what I like to call, 'christmas chocolate' left in the house and it would be ridiculous to go on a diet when there's non-diet food that needs to be eaten. Let's be honest, I'm finishing the goodies off purely for the fact that I don't like to waste food.
Hmm...
In fact, today's Daily Mail's cover story revealed that we throw away half of our food. Considering £10 billion worth of food is wasted, I'm glad I saved my 99p chocolate coins from the litter bin...
(My jeans are tighter than they were)
Thursday 10 January 2013
Sunday 6 January 2013
Being old and saying goodbye
Long gone are the days of squabbling over the last sweet, elastic ties and lining up for assembly.
We're grown ups now and we have to start dealing with grown up problems. Worrying about grown up things and facing what's thrown at us.
Thing's never remain the same; nothing lasts forever. Not dreams, not people. Nothing.
This brings me to loss. Something materialistic or somebody close to our hearts, whether that may be a family member, friend or even a neighbour.
Everyday, each one of us loses something; it might only be our door key, or a £5 note, and it's rare that it's ever gone forever.
But I don't know what forever means.
I don't understand death either. It's a type of loss but it can never be refound. It's unexplained. I've got so many questions that nobody can answer...not even my mum. And she always has the answer to everything. How can somebody be there one minute, and gone the next?
But not even gone just for a bit; for forever. Never will we see them again.
Sadness.
We're grown ups now and we have to start dealing with grown up problems. Worrying about grown up things and facing what's thrown at us.
Thing's never remain the same; nothing lasts forever. Not dreams, not people. Nothing.
This brings me to loss. Something materialistic or somebody close to our hearts, whether that may be a family member, friend or even a neighbour.
Everyday, each one of us loses something; it might only be our door key, or a £5 note, and it's rare that it's ever gone forever.
But I don't know what forever means.
I don't understand death either. It's a type of loss but it can never be refound. It's unexplained. I've got so many questions that nobody can answer...not even my mum. And she always has the answer to everything. How can somebody be there one minute, and gone the next?
But not even gone just for a bit; for forever. Never will we see them again.
Sadness.
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