At some point this morning I am expecting the electrician to arrive and give the dishwasher it's own dedicated power point. And also instal an outdoor power point for the water fountain.
If he gets finished quickly, I might get time to go over to Cambridge for Mosaic Group. But that's up in the air for now, as I don't know when he's arriving exactly.
The only other thing on my agenda today is to shave me legs! It's bad, sooooo bad. I ain't shaved them in MONTHS, and I was horrified when I noticed how long my leg hairs are. GROSS. If only I'd shaved them on Tuesday morning, imagine how much MORE weight I would have lost at weigh in! đđđ
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ABOVE: I had to share it.
I forgot to tell you something that happened at WW on Tuesday night.
STORY TIME: two meetings ago, our coach asked us "What Motivates you to lose weight?" There were the usual answers, "To be healthier", "To be fitter", "To live longer" etc etc.
I put my hand up and said what I always say "I stand in front of a full length mirror NAKED, THAT motivates me more than anything else!"
That answer always gets a few laughs, and some who say no way would that motivate them.
But why not? Surely if you can honestly SEE what you look like overweight, you would want to do something about it? Works for me.
Back to this Tuesday night, and I arrive at the meeting, and this lady comes up to me and says "Thank You Chris, I went and bought a full length mirror because of you". Awww that made my day I can tell ya. Even if I only 'help' one person, I'm happy.
Then she described her new mirror, and dang! It's my mirror, bought at the same shop and everything.
It's now 8.38 am, and I've done the vacuuming, made the bed etc, and am now just awaiting the electrician. dumm dee dooo...
9.50 am, and the electrician arrived. He was coming and going through the front door. I usually put Coco in the garage, so she can't escape. But I realised I'd not seen her AT ALL this morning. I rush to her bed... she's there. But I'm thinking, why hasn't she been up yet??? So I lean down looking for her tummy to rise and fall with her breathing. I can't see it moving! Instant panic. I touch her... still nothing. So I literally grab her up in my arms, and OMG she finally woke up. I nearly cried, she gave me such a fright. I think if the electrician hadn't been here I WOULD have cried with relief.
ABOVE: I'm so tired of this. Talking to some people is so hard. I am constantly having to be very careful what I say, how I say it, in case I give a narcissist an opportunity to gaslight me. Why do I even bother talking to them, when I know how it could end up? Me, always in the wrong... or at least, that's how THEY want me to feel. I'm so over it.
ABOVE: The electrician has had to go and get a part for the switchboard. Knowing my luck, I'll get billed for the extra 'travel costs', and time. Grrrr.Feeling frustrated right now.
ABOVE: I started my new puzzle. I SHOULD be sewing, but my shoulder and between my shoulder blade (left side), are still hurting like mad. I don't even have to move for it to hurt right now. I'm feeling quite ikkk.Yes, I've taken a pain killer... it's not bloody working. I'm going to try a hot pod on my back next.
My day isn't exactly all happy, happy, joy, joy eh? Sorry.
How about this? I look in my wardrobe and KNOW that most of my summer shit is going to fit! That makes me happy.
3.50 pm: Well the hot pod did help, thank goodness. I've had a very quiet afternoon, just scrolling stuff on the 'net. Looking at food videos, getting ideas for nice, simple meals. Trouble is, I forget most of them pretty quickly. Sometimes I remember to screen shot them.
It's pub night, so Stew will be home in less than an hour, so I better do something with me face.
8 pm: Just home from picking Stew up from the pub. I spent the night with Steve 'n' Bex and didn't go to the pub. My back/shoulder/arm hurting constantly meant I just didn't feel up to it.
Bex got me a hot pack when I was there, which was lovely.
Time to sign off for the day... catch ya tomorrow.