Christmas Cakes and Happy Days
It's almost a month that I've been taking the anti depressant and I must say it's amazing: I stopped taking it for 2 days thinking I'm back in a good space, that it should be okay, and on the third day I was beginning to feel anxious again (no reason other than feeling overwhelmed with what I've got on my plate at work), so I've started taking them again. I don't particularly want to be on meds, but it appears that I don't really have much of an option right now. I'll have to sit out the 3 months and try again then.
It's been so wonderul, though. I've been doing my stuff in the afternoon, and what ever doesn't get done... well... doesn't get done. Then I sit in the playroom with the boys and we build lego. They have loads of lego, and we're busy building the castle, bit it's quite a story finding all the right pieces amongst the other lego "wrecks" (everything ends up this way once Ethan's played with it) that have been dumped back into the storage boxes. I'm really enjoying the boys again.
I've also taken to having my coffee while surveying all that is my garden in the morning. Taking in the smells and colours - it's really coming together. And then I spot a snail. And another. And another. And within 10 minutes I would have collected over a hundred of the nasty little things in a bucket and wished them well for their trip to school where they'd be meeting the "nice" ducks.
I can't wait for Christmas. I'm planning menu's, place settings, decorations, and have already baked the fruit cakes. How's this for crazy... It took me about 2 hours to mix (I had to go out to buy more flour), and the first cake went in at 21h30. The last cake came out at 06h00. I made 3 cakes - a large one for the army regiment that my husband serves in, a medium sized one for us, and a slightly smaller one for my grandmother, which I'll give her as a Christmas gift. It was her recipe, but it's become too expensive for her to bake for herself - started halving fruit quantities and baking it in the microwave... It's just not the same. Last year I started making it for her, and now she won't share it!
I always have an uncanny way of starting a diet in earnest just before some sort of festive period is due to begin. I don't know if this is what they would call being a "glutton for punishment", or if I'm setting myself up for failure (the fruit cake, for example). At any rate, I've make a consious decision to eat healthily, and I've lost 1.6kg this week - 3.5 pounds. My goal is 10kg (22 pounds) by the end of the year, and then to take off another 7kg in the New Year before my 30th birthday in March. The extra 7kg's are what is bothering me, as I have NEVER weighed in the 70's as an adult. I finished high school at 86kg, and currently weigh 88.5 (194lb). I don't feel too bad about this because I am just shy of 6ft tall, but even taking this into consideration, my healthy weight range is between 73kg (160lb) and 81kg (178).







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