Monday, 21 August 2017

Nearly done, and a bit of a shock

Thank you for the comments on my last post (welcome Vix, I'm honoured!  I said hello to you once when you were trading in Bristol a couple of years ago).

All the decorating is finished in the utility room, OH has fitted the new (to us) worktops, and the new Venetian blind is up.  Today he's fitting new hinges to the last 2 cupboard doors, then we're covering all the cupboards with Fablon and fitting different doorknobs (we already had a bagful of those, can't remember where or why we got them).  Tomorrow the vinyl flooring will be laid, then everything can go back in and I'll get my dining room back and my lovely new utility room will be finished.  I'll take photos when it's all done.

I'm so grateful to husband for doing it all (well, the bulk of it) - he's getting older (66 now) and has arthritis in his hands and knees, and the dyslexia means he's disorganised and makes the occasional mistake with measuring.  But nothing stops him, he carries on regardless as he's not the sort to sit around doing nothing.  He'll give any kind of DIY thing a go, the fact that he's never done something before doesn't put him off, he'll have a look online or in one of his DIY books for help.  And he watches loads of the DIY type programmes on TV, he's always seeing something that he thinks is worth a try.  He really is a treasure (even if he does get on my nerves with his untidiness!).

I had to go to the hospital for tests last week, as I've been having some trouble with my hearing.  The tests confirmed I have quite significant hearing loss in both ears, and I need hearing aids.  This came as a bit of a shock - I'm only in my 50s, I feel far too young to have hearing aids.  The specialist said it's not age-related, and he couldn't see a problem with my ears themselves, he said it may possibly be tied up with the raging tinnitus I have had for a few months.  Well, I've actually had tinnitus for donkeys years, it's never really bothered me before though, it wasn't there all the time and wasn't particularly obtrusive.  But over the last few months it's become very loud and is constant, I now have it literally all the time.  The specialist was at a loss to explain this as he said tinnitus usually gets better over time.  I have to say I'm not at all keen on the NHS aids he showed me, which are the only ones they prescribe.  I have looked into private ones, but good grief they're expensive!  I told him I didn't really want the NHS ones (I have short hair and they would be visible), and he said he was going to refer me to a hearing therapist (to learn how to cope with tinnitus and general hearing loss) but didn't know whether they'd accept me if I hadn't tried hearing aids first.

I'm feeling a bit numb about it all - I was really expecting the doctor to say that the hearing loss was temporary and related to an ear infection or wax, perhaps, but he said I didn't have either.  Oh, and I've got a wobbly front tooth which I expect will have to come out sooner or later.  So what with my ears, tooth, diabetes, Achilles tendon and bad back, I kind of feel like my whole body is wearing out way too early :-(

Thursday, 17 August 2017

Keep calm and do yoga!

I'm not the world's best housewife - far from it!  I don't vacuum every day, I clean the bathroom when it needs it, as opposed to a schedule, I only wash the kitchen floor about once a week, I rarely dust (seems a bit pointless, all I'm doing is moving the dust from one place to another....for this reason I'm not really a fan of ornaments!).  I don't mind things ('stuff', for want of a better word) put on windowsills or the tops of cupboards etc, so long as they don't build up into a tower that eventually falls over.  

But I do like things to be reasonably tidy, and I am pretty organised.  My husband, however, is not - at all.  He's very untidy, he just doesn't seem to notice when things are in a mess.  He's also extremely disorganised and is forever losing things - tools, keys, shoes, glasses - because he puts things down and can't remember where he's put them...I've always said his hands are not connected to his brain.  He's dyslexic, which I think is one of the main reasons why he's so disorganised - his brain just doesn't organise things very well.

After 34 years of marriage, I'm used to his disorganisation - I also count myself fortunate that he's so hands on and is willing to get stuck into anything, he's a great DIYer and can turn his hand to building most things.  He does create loads of mess though, which does tend to irritate me - I just have to keep telling myself that it's a means to an end and the end will be worth it.

This is all about the utility room - he decided, without me saying anything, that he'd fit new worktops as he thought I'd like them.  He's right, I would - I never mentioned it though because I didn't want to give him any more work, I would have put up with the old mismatched ones.  He had in the shed, unbeknown to me, a long length of worktop he'd been given by a neighbour, which was surplus to their requirements.  It wasn't quite enough to completely replace everything in the utility room, but there's a local discount woodyard which sells loads of surplus stock/slightly damaged worktops at very cheap prices.  He went there this morning, confident that he'd be able to find a matching piece - he did, and it only cost £14!  So now he's taking out the old worktops and fitting the new ones, which involves yet more mess.

Yes I'm very grateful, and I know I'm going to have a lovely utility room which will meet all my requirements and, very importantly, look really nice, after having basically a makeshift horrible tip for the past few years.  But I am beginning to be a bit irritated by the ongoing mess - dry plaster footprints all over the kitchen floor every time he walks in, because he doesn't take his outside shoes off (because he's in and out about 50 times an hour all day long!).  And feeling a bit irritable about having to move things (that he's put there 'just for a minute' and then forgets he's done it because his mind immediately goes straight onto something else) so that I can get to something.  E.g. he'd put his stepladder and a box of decorating equipment in front of the spare fridge in the utility room, and I needed to get something out of it.  He'd also moved a big plastic box containing the dog food, because he wanted to get to something behind it - he put the box, which is heavy, on top of the small chest freezer and left it there.  I had to call him in from the garden to come and move it, as it was too heavy for me to lift.

I think all the things I'm learning in my yoga classes about breathing and releasing tension are going to come in very handy over the next few days!  In another week or so it will all be done, I just have to focus on that.

Saturday, 12 August 2017

We have lift off!

Operation Utility Room has started.....the plasterer is here, halfway through the ceiling, he's alternately singing/bemoaning the state of the ceiling (have to say his singing leaves a lot to be desired, but at least he's a cheerful soul).

The floor will be done tomorrow, then we can start painting once the floor's dry.  We've got the paint, Fablon and replacement handles for the cupboard doors and new window blind, just the vinyl floor covering to get once all the painting is done.  Can't wait till it's all finished and I can then go in there every day with a smile on my face, rather than hating it.

To answer TA's comment about whether I have a surreptitious practise of yoga at home....yes I do TA, have to do it upstairs out of the way, if I do it downstairs the dog thinks we're playing and jumps all over me!









Wednesday, 9 August 2017

At last! And more aching muscles...

After what seems like I've been waiting forever to get my utility room done, we have finally managed to pin down the plasterer, he's coming at 8.00 am on Saturday to do the ceiling, then will help OH re-cement the floor.  This Friday will be spent clearing everything out of the room in preparation, the appliances (spare fridge, chest freezer, washing machine and tumbler) will all have to go in the garage for the time being.  Actually, I've just realised, the freezer will have to go in the dining room as there's still food in it and no electrics in the garage.  Best make sure I'm up to date with the washing first, as it'll be a few days I expect before we can do the decorating and laying of the cushion flooring and get the appliances back in.  OH needs to refurbish the wall cupboards, putting on new hinges and handles and fixing the shelves inside as necessary, then I'm going to cover all the doors with sticky-back Fablon type stuff.  I'll also cover the worktop with the same stuff.  I can't wait for it all to be done, it's so exciting! (we lead such an interesting life lol).

Thank you for the comments about yoga, seems several of you have no classes nearby, which is a pity, cost is a factor too.  A friend asked me yesterday why I don't go back to the chiropractor, even if just for a couple of sessions, as I'm having so much back pain lately because of my sprained Achilles tendon.  Well, it's because for the cost of 2 sessions with the chiropractor, I can have 16 weeks of yoga - no contest!  The yoga classes have other benefits too - I enjoy them a lot, the teacher is lovely and it's a fun bunch of like-minded people in the class, we all giggle a lot.  I find it really relaxing and stress-relieving, and it's an hour of me time, something I do on my own that's just for me.  Much as I love having husband at home now he's retired, it is nice to have a bit of time to myself.

Had my 2nd class last night, we concentrated mostly on upper body/shoulder stuff last night, really stretching our shoulder muscles and opening up our chests (ooerr missus) - consequently, my shoulders today feel like I've been doing windmill actions with my arms for about 12 hours nonstop.  Although I do find it quite difficult to do some of the stretches at the moment, I know it will get easier as I practise more and get more supple.  I'm already starting to feel the benefits, I'm standing straighter, consciously keeping my shoulders down and am more aware of my posture and breathing.  Looking forward to next week!

Thursday, 3 August 2017

Yoga

Thank you for the lovely comments about my beautiful Betty, she's my baby and I love her to bits, she's enriched our lives so much and I cannot imagine life without her.

Ever since I sprained my Achilles tendon (about 3 months ago now), I've been hobbling about like an old woman, limping, unable to stand in the kitchen for more than a few minutes without having to bend forward clutching the worktop for support.  Walking in the field with the dog is a complete No No, the ploughed uneven surface kills my leg and back.  My limping awkward posture exacerbates my long term back problem and makes my left hip hurt like hell.  I'm fed up with being crippled, having to curtail what I can do, and taking painkillers 3x daily - I don't want to live like that (GP said the tendon could take 3-6 months to heal, and to keep taking painkillers in the meantime).

I know I could go back to the chiropractor (Magic hands Mark) who sorted my back out the last time, I'm sure he could work miracles with my back again and the tendon.  But it costs around £40 a visit, and he suggests 2 or 3 treatments a week for 2 or 3 weeks (the cynical part of me says of course he would!).  I can't - well, I don't want to - afford that, not now husband is retired.  Then I remembered my SiL and a couple of other people I know do yoga - for various reasons - and all swear by it.  I googled and found that, not only does it help with physical problems, it also helps relax you, eases stress and helps you sleep - all of which I need help with.

I found out there's a weekly class in our nearest village and emailed the teacher, who sounded lovely when she replied very promptly.  To cut a long story short, I went on Tuesday evening for my first (free taster) class.  I was worried it would be full of skinny, lithe and supple, lycra clad 20 year olds (although Jayne the teacher had assured me it's not in her email) - thankfully she was right, it's a small class, only about 8 people.  They're all middle aged and mostly not skinny, there's even one man (usually 2 apparently, the 2nd was on holiday).  And they're all of different abilities....oh, and there was one other newbie starting, a lady of 81!!

I won't deny I found some of it quite hard....I was stretching muscles I didn't even know I had, and getting in positions I never have before.  And having big boobs and a fat tummy made some of the poses awkward!  But Jayne the teacher was very good, helping me out with suggestions for slightly easier ways of doing things.  Everyone was very welcoming and encouraging and I really enjoyed it.  I actually slept quite well that night and, although my muscles ached the next day - and today, possibly even more today - the lower back pain I've had constantly every day for the past few weeks has downgraded to mere soreness.  I'm also standing taller and straighter, and all this after just one session - amazing.  I will definitely be going every week, I've even bought a yoga mat (a lovely purple one).  So it's sorting my back pain out, helping me sleep, relaxing and making me more supple (in time!) and is only costing me £5 a week!

Thursday, 27 July 2017

To change the subject....Betty pics!

Let's get away from the makeup stuff and have some lovely doggy pics.  Firstly though, I must say thanks for all the comments.  Rambler, thank you for that, I had heard about the Avon SSS before but thought it was a myth!

First one:-


There's a bronze statue of a sailor called Yankee Jack on the esplanade at Watchet.....Betty thought it was a real man and really wanted to meet him


She was quite put out when he didn't make a fuss of her!


Having a rest in the long grass over the Marshes nature reserve, all that running around sniffing wears you out!


Sorting out her toy box to find the one she really wants to play with


Avidly watching CountryFile - she's a right telly addict, especially when there are animals or birds on.


And finally worn out at the end of a long day....just look at that lovely squishy face, makes my heart melt.

Monday, 24 July 2017

We're all different!

Thank you for all the comments on my last post.  I want to address something that's come up from Galant (Margaret P) who made 3 long comments.

Firstly Margaret, thank you for your kind comments about my hands/nails (incidentally, the varnish is coming off today, having done some weeding and lots of veg prep, including podding loads of peas, over the weekend, it's chipping off so I have a legitimate excuse to remove it!).  

You ask whether being a country girl precludes us from wearing makeup or taking care of ourselves....no, of course not.  Just because I choose not to wear makeup, wear varnish or mess around with my hair, doesn't mean I don't take care of myself.  I do take particular care of my face, using hypoallergenic products, as I have sensitive skin and the occasional bout of eczema (another reason why I don't wear makeup!).  I also regularly use hand cream.  I don't wear perfume as I'm clearly super-tasty and get bitten by any insect in the vicinity, so don't want to encourage the little buggers by smelling like a flower!

Everyone is different, some like to spend time (and money) on makeup and having their nails and hair done, others don't, for whatever reasons.  My reasons are that I can think of better things to spend my money on (particularly now OH is retired and we have less income), and I don't feel the need to - I don't need to do myself up to feel good about myself, I'm perfectly happy as I am.  And as we've been happily married for 34 years, my husband is clearly happy with me too.

Incidentally, the only time I wear trackie bottoms and old t-shirts is when we're decorating!

I used to wear makeup, do my nails and hair when I was a secretary - case of having to, although the makeup and nail varnishing got less and less over the years to the bare minimum of makeup and no varnish, although my nails were always shaped and tidy.  Since stopping work (well, paid employment) a few years ago and living in our little idyll in the country, I no longer bother simply because I don't want to!

To answer your last question, Margaret - yes I have had my makeup professionally done, once, a long time ago.  I wasn't overly keen on it then and wouldn't do it now.

Thank you for all your encouragement for me, and the other ladies who said they don't faff about with their appearances either, to do all these things, but I won't be.....as I said before, it's just not me and I'm happy as I am!

Admittedly, I did have a few days where I was quite down about my weight and didn't like what I saw in the mirror, but that was just a hormonal blip, I'm not always like that.


Sunday, 23 July 2017

I've swapped hands with my sister!

Good grief, it's been almost a fortnight since I last posted, don't know where the time has gone.  We haven't been doing anything exciting, just normal stuff, I guess there's just been quite a lot to do.  

Well, I suppose there was one sort of exciting thing....I had my first ever professional manicure last week, at my ripe old age! (well, middle age ๐Ÿ˜‰ ).  



(Look at my short pudgy fingers!).  I had the full works, nails soaked, hands massaged with a nice almond smelling cream, cuticles dealt with, nails shaped then soaked again.  Then a base coat, 2 coats of purple varnish, tips dusted with pink glitter and a final top coat applied.  The pic is 3 or 4 days after the event so the varnish is starting to chip off now.

And this is why I've never had it done before - the nails are lovely.....but it is just so not me!  I keep looking at my hands and it's like looking at someone else's hands - my sister's for example, she often has her nails done.  Truth be told, I can't wait to get it off....I'm only keeping it on for another day or 2 because the nail technician is a neighbour and I don't want to hurt her feelings.  I have just never been one for putting on makeup, messing around with my hair or doing my nails - I reckon I was born to be a country girl, whereas my sister is definitely a townie! I can at least say I've tried it, but doubt I'll be having it done again....except possibly for a special occasion.

I'm doing a little experiment at the mo, to see how long I can go for without doing any shopping - I last shopped on Wednesday of last week.  We have plenty in, and are getting a fair bit of produce from the garden now - the first tomatoes, cucumbers and salad leaves in abundance, new potatoes, carrots, peas and courgettes.  All the strawberries, blackcurrants and blueberries have been picked and frozen, we're getting a few raspberries every other day (some of the rasps are summer ones, some autumn).  We'll have a good crop of eating apples and pears for the first time this year too.  There's enough dairy stuff and eggs to keep us going for probably another week, plenty of meat in the freezer, plenty of flour/yeast for bread making.  And plenty of Betty food, homemade and bought, in as well.

My weight loss is still stalling, only half a pound last week and nothing the week before.  I'm not worried about it though, am sure it will kick start again soon...I might do an extra fasting day this week.



Monday, 10 July 2017

Stagnant but happy! (and cooler)

Thanks once again for all the supportive comments, I really feel I'm committed to this diet now.  Oh and Galant/Margaret - when I said Onwards and Downwards, I was actually referring to my weight going downwards, not my mood.  My mood is fine, although I'm not overly happy with what I see in the mirror I'm not depressed about it, and I know there are things I could do if it all really bothered me that much.  E.g. I could wear false eyelashes....but to be honest I simply can't be bothered with all that faffing about.  And I do use a thickening spray on my hair if I'm blowdrying it before going out....if we're staying home I don't usually even bother with blowdrying, I just leave it to dry naturally.  After all, it's not like my husband, being a man, would even notice!  Haha.  

I haven't lost anything since the last weigh in, but that's ok, I know it's just a bit of a plateau whilst my body's adjusting to less carbs and a smaller amount of food, I feel sure I'll lose a bit more this week.  

Thankfully it's a bit cooler today so am feeling more comfortable - hot sunshine or, even worse, muggy humid weather just kills me.  I'm hoping that might be a bonus of losing a good bit of weight too - the heat won't make me feel so ill.

OH has made a start on the makeover of our utility room, he's emptying the old wall cupboards of his tools and transferring them to his shed (having finally finished building it, after many weeks!), and is taking the cupboard doors off and renewing the hinges.  Now we just need to finish emptying out the room and pin down the plasterer to come and give us a quote for the work - he's been a bit elusive the past week or so....in fact I haven't seen him at all (he's a neighbour).  I'm not going to put new Fablon on the cupboard doors until after the ceiling's been replastered, and obviously there's no point putting new vinyl flooring down either until all the decorating's been done.  Well, the floor needs re-concreting first anyhow!

Friday, 7 July 2017

Onwards and downwards

Thank you all for the really supportive lovely comments the other day when I was having a hormonal fat day - I guess we all get days like that.  A few of you suggested I focus on the things I like when I look in the mirror....well, to be honest, there's not really much I like about me right now.  I used to have lovely thick hair and nice long eyelashes - since going through the menopause though both my hair and eyelashes have thinned out considerably.  And my bum, which was relatively flat before, has expanded hugely (well, it seems huge to me) - I now have a Beyoncรฉ bum!  Oh well, at least I fill out my jeans now and they don't wrinkle around my bum like they did before.  

But I am pleased to say I've lost 8 pounds so far, I'm very happy about that.

Oh, there is one thing I'm quite pleased about - since almost cutting out bread and most simple carbs, my face is noticeably less bloated.  So that's good.

Monday, 3 July 2017

Off day

No, not off the diet.....I'm just feeling very down about everything today. 

Getting dressed this morning I caught sight of myself in the full length mirror - and just for a split second thought 'God look at that fat old woman'.  I almost cried when the realisation hit that it was me.  I'm just having an off day I guess, feeling fat, frumpy and definitely my age (I've been 39 for years but can't get away with that anymore!).  

It doesn't help that my Achilles tendon is killing me again - I had thought it was getting better....well, it was, but I've done a lot more walking over the past week, some in the field, and perhaps it's too much too soon.  And of course limping more is making my back ache like mad again, and I've been getting muscle spasms as well.  I tried going on the exercise bike this morning (haven't been on it for months and months, as evidenced by all the dust on it!) but had to get back off almost straight away, pedalling was just so painful on my tendon.

I'm not coming off the diet, we're both still determined to carry on, and I know I have started losing some pounds.  And losing weight, even 10% of my body weight, will help a lot with my aches and pains, I know that.  It's just that I've got such a lot to lose (at least 4 stones) and I hate knowing it's going to take such a long time.

We've got to go out tonight (a parish council meeting that's quite important for our hamlet) and I'm not looking forward to it, as I know most of our hamlet will be there and I don't really feel like socialising.  Especially since I'm probably the fattest one and just feel so self conscious at the mo.  I know it's ridiculous, all our neighbours are lovely....



Sunday, 2 July 2017

More on dieting, and car boot bargains

Thank you for the comments, once again.  We're both doing well, we've each lost a few pounds already.  Having done 3 fast days and recognising how well I feel the day after, and how much worse I feel when we've had a carb-heavy day on the non-fasting days, I am absolutely sure that cutting back drastically on carbs is the way to go.   I also wee for England the day following a fast day!  Another indication that carbs make me bloated.

Welcome to Rambler, a new follower (love your photos of Cornwall).  To answer your questions, Michael Mosley's 5:2 Fast Diet doesn't mean you eat nothing at all on the fasting days....other versions of it might, I don't really know.  I just know that starving myself for the whole day simply wouldn't work for me, OH couldn't do it either.  In his original version of it, women were allowed 500 calories on the fasting days, men 600.  However, he's updated it recently and now says that up to 800 calories can be consumed on fasting days, and it won't stop you losing weight, although I guess it may slow it a bit.  In any case, we both find it much easier to stick to, the lower amounts were much more restrictive.

You asked about tea/coffee.  On non-fast days I usually have 2 mugs of coffee and 1 or 2 of tea, husband drinks several mugs of tea and perhaps 1 coffee.  I drink lots of water, he has no added sugar squash if he's working in the garden.  On fasting days I have 1 mug of coffee with milk in the morning - I couldn't start my day without a coffee....for the rest of the day I drink only water.  OH has tea first thing, followed by squash thereafter.

Yesterday we went to a car boot sale - it was absolutely packed, probably due to the lovely weather.  OH bought a vacuum cleaner for £5 - he wanted one for his shed as he does a lot of sawing and creates loads of sawdust, and I didn't want him using mine.  He also got some tools - no idea what, but he's happy!  I bought a tray of geraniums (or pelargoniums, rather) - all strong, well established healthy plants, most of them in bud - 18 plants for a fiver, brilliant.  They're going in tubs in the front garden....Betty seems to be less interested in eating all the plants now, thankfully.  It'll be good to get some more colour in the front garden.....other than the clematis, passion flower and the wall baskets of petunias and osteospermums there isn't much else currently in flower.  I've purposely not put in any other bedding plants or shrubs as Betty was chewing/trampling on everything in sight before.

It's very warm today, I'll have to get OH to put up the sunshade so I can pot up the plants under it, it's too warm for me in full sun.

Friday, 30 June 2017

Slimming down (clothes and body)

Thanks once again for the positive comments, we're really getting into the Fasting diet and feeling confident we'll be able to carry it on indefinitely.  We had our second fast day on Wednesday, had mushroom omelette and tinned tomatoes for brunch, followed by veggie stirfry with a small amount of thinly sliced beef for dinner.  I used a supermarket pack of ready-prepared stirfry veg - won't be doing that again, it was too full of hard big pieces of core and stem and stringy outer leaves of cabbage.  I only bought it for convenience, as we were going to be out for most of the day and I wouldn't have a lot of time for chopping loads of veg.  We do like stirfries though and it's a good thing to have on fast days, I'll just make sure I prep my own veg in future.

I've ordered a couple of fasting/low carb books from A**zon, looking forward to getting those.  Haven't weighed yet but definitely feel less bloated already.  I've managed to get out with OH for dog walking 4 times this week, but am still having bad backache and lots of muscle spasms....it would help if I remembered to do the exercises the chiropractor gave me!

We'll be having the next fast day on Sunday, it'll probably be 2 rashers of bacon with mushrooms and tinned or fresh grilled tomatoes again for brunch, OH likes to feel he's still able to have a cooked breakfast on a Sunday, albeit without the beans or toast!  I'll do poached chicken breast with a pile of green veggies for dinner.  I doubt we'll do the same days every week for the fasting, it will depend on what we're doing, but we'll definitely try to have 2 (or even 3) fast days per week.

I spent Wednesday going through my wardrobe and chests of drawers and thinning them out.  I was quite ruthless, throwing out anything I didn't love wearing or hadn't worn for about a year....now have 2 dustbin bags full of clothes and a carrier bag of shoes for the charity shop.  So there's now plenty of room for the new clothes I shall need when I've lost loads of weight!  ๐Ÿ˜Ž

It looks like I have another couple of new followers, welcome and thank you for reading.

Monday, 26 June 2017

Betty pic and 1st Fast Day


I tried to post this pic yesterday, but Blogger (or my computer) wasn't cooperating.  Betty was licking OH's head (to try getting his hair to grow perhaps?!), she just loves jumping all over him, especially when he gets down on the floor (he'd just been looking for something in the bottom drawer of the sideboard).

Some new followers have joined, welcome to you.  And thanks again for the comments - several of us are now dieting it seems, I hope we can all support each other.

We had our first fast day yesterday and it went well.  Michael Mosley has recently updated his Fast Diet and now says that, instead of the 500 cals per fast day for women and 600 for men, everyone could have around 800 cals and it will still work, albeit possibly a bit slower.  I'm not going to be slavish in counting calories, but know that by drastically reducing carbs/portions the calories will be a lot less.  OH says he doubts he would manage on just 1 meal on the Fast days, so we're having 2 - brunch and dinner, we have our brunch around 10 am and dinner about 5 pm - that way we have a good long fasting period between dinner the night before and our brunch on Fasting day, and then another long period between Fasting day dinner and breakfast the following morning.

So yesterday for brunch we had 2 rashers of lean grilled bacon, 2 of the large Portobello mushrooms and half a tin of tomatoes, OH also had a poached egg.  For dinner we had some roast beef slices from out of the freezer, heated through in gravy made from an Oxo cube, and a pile of green veggies - cabbage, broccoli and courgettes.  I did miss the roast potatoes, but never mind, I didn't die!  We'll have our next Fast day on Wednesday.  

I've managed to walk Betty with OH both Saturday and Sunday, although by last night my back was killing me again.  It's not too bad this morning though, so will go again today.  Even if I only do one of her walks daily, and a short one at that, it's still better than nothing.

Sunday, 25 June 2017

How to tackle the weight problem

Thank you so much again for the lovely supportive comments, I've been so touched by the amount of empathy and positive support I've had from you all.  Pam, I did laugh at your first comment when you said "Keep your chin up" - it should have read 'chins' plural!

Starting diets (or healthy eating regimes) has never been a problem for me....it's keeping it going that I find hard.  So I'll need support in a month or so if I find my resolve wavering - I'll have to make sure I come back and admit to it if I'm losing my mojo.

OH is keen to lose weight too - like me, he's lost around a stone since we've had Betty, but it seems to have come to a standstill now and he'd ideally like to lose at least another stone.

On Friday we went out for a pub lunch.  I had a Ploughmans, with huge wedges of cheese, some doorstep sliced freshly baked bread, both wholemeal and white, and a generous ramekin of butter - none of those tiny little foil-wrapped packets!  It came with a lovely mixed salad with seeds and balsamic dressing, slices of apple, pickled onions and 2 kinds of pickle, it was gorgeous.  And then I had a dessert, which I very rarely do - since being diagnosed as diabetic I almost never eat puddings of any kind, unless we're staying with someone or on rare occasions when we go out for a meal.  I had a Black Forest Sundae - it was pieces of chocolate cake with chocolate ice cream, cherries soaked in Kirsch, chocolate chips, topped with cream and a Flake.  Oh yum, it was lovely if extremely sweet.  I didn't eat it all myself, we got 2 spoons and shared it between us.  And then last night we had takeaway fish and chips for supper, another rare treat.

There is a point to eating all that calorific/carby food - I knew that it would make me feel unwell.  Lots of carbs, especially wheat-based ones, and sugar always affects me, making my joints ache, giving me bad stomach upsets and severe bloating, and making me feel very lethargic and just total yuck really.  Which is exactly how I woke up feeling this morning.  It's like I need to make myself ill to get the resolve to do something about it, it certainly puts me off carby, sweet or heavy food for a few days.

So the new healthy eating regime starts now.  We've had a discussion about how to go about it and have decided to do Michael Mosley's 5:2 diet.  We've done both that and his BSD 8 week 800 cal diet and both found the 5:2 easier to stick to.  We know the 5:2 will mean a slower weight loss but that's fine, it's a marathon not a sprint.  We're also going to cut down on carbs on the non-fasting days and have smaller portions.....our portion sizes have crept up over the past few months, so we'll use smaller plates.

I've just tried to post a Betty pic but Blogger won't let me for some unknown reason.....there've been a few odd things going on with my computer for the past day or so, since a new Windows 10 update installed, grrr.



Saturday, 24 June 2017

Weight problem Part 2

Wow, so many comments!  You all seem to understand very well how I'm feeling, that's so reassuring.  I think sometimes we do tend to think that we're the only one and that nobody else knows or understands how we feel, when the reality is that there are many, many others in the same position.  Several of you are also diabetic, or have other health problems that restrict exercising.  Some of you have lost weight - Sheila and Eleanor, 7 stones, blimey!!  That's amazing.

I suppose what's prompted me to talk about this weight/size issue is an incident that occurred a couple of weeks ago.  I was walking through the small shopping centre in town by myself (OH stayed in the car with Betty), wearing jeans and one of those cold shoulder tops which, if I'm honest, was a bit tight on me.  2 blokes in their late 20s I guess walked past - one of them stared at me and said something, quite loudly, then he and his mate both laughed.  I won't repeat what he said, but it was very insulting - a rude 'fattist' comment - and I was absolutely mortified, so embarrassed and upset I had to gulp back tears.  I didn't say anything to OH, having forced myself to breathe and calm down, but when we got home I immediately went upstairs and changed out of the top and haven't worn it since. 

Years ago I would probably have shrugged the comment off and not shown how much it hurt me, but over the past few years, since I've been going through the menopause, my confidence has taken a real nosedive.  There are plenty of big women who have the confidence to wear what they like and don't give a shit what anyone else thinks, and good for them, I admire them.  I used to be more like that, but not anymore, I just don't have that confidence anymore.  And it's for that reason that I wouldn't go swimming for exercise, like some of you have suggested.  Well, I'm not a very good swimmer anyway, but I just wouldn't be seen dead in a swimming costume in public.

So that comment, and the recent hot weather which made me feel so uncomfortable, have prompted me to change things.  None of my family or friends know exactly how I feel, although OH has a good idea and is supportive.  It's easier for me to say - well, write - it on my blog to you lot, than it is for me to talk about it face to face with people who know me.

Thank you so much for your supportive comments, it's so good to know there are people who understand.

Thursday, 22 June 2017

A big weight problem (pun intended)

This will be a hard post for me to write, as I am very self conscious about my weight - I pretend I'm not, that I couldn't care less about what people think of me and just brush it off, but that couldn't be further from the truth actually.  I do care and get very embarrassed and upset, although I hide it, when I know people are looking at me and thinking 'look at the size of her!'. 

I've had a weight problem most of my life.  I wasn't a fat child - photos of me taken when I was about 5 or 6 show that I was actually quite skinny.  However, around the age of 8 or 9 I put on weight and got quite chubby, it was known as puppy fat back then and people (including our GP) were always saying to mum, in front of me, 'oh it's just puppy fat, she'll lose it when she gets older'.  I think that's when I started to become self conscious, especially as I started developing boobs at about 10 or 11 and classmates commented and laughed (I was the first girl in my class to have a bra aged 12 and can remember being hugely embarrassed when my mum first bought it for me).

Between the ages of 12 to about 16 I did lose a fair bit of weight, becoming almost skinny again - partly I guess because I was getting taller, but mostly because there was a lot of traumatic stuff going on in my life then.  However, once I was in the Sixth Form at school and we could wear our own clothes, life was less structured, I got a part time job and started going out more with friends, I again began to put on weight.  Trips to the pub and takeaways with friends, earning a bit of money and being able to buy chocolate and crisps for lunch at school resulted in me gaining 2 or 3 stone.  And then when I was 19, a friend of my mum's said to me 'You're too young and too pretty to be so fat!' (it was at a party and she'd had a lot to drink).

So I started going to SW diet classes - with that friend of my mum's!  I stuck to it quite rigidly, losing 2 stone in about 3 months and getting down to a size 14.  At that point my then boyfriend told me he didn't want me losing any more weight as I was getting too skinny!  So I stopped going, even though I'd intended to carry on until I was a size 12....well, we all want to please our boyfriends when we're young, don't we?!  Ironically, we split up shortly after that when I met the man who I would go on to marry.  Although I was no longer dieting, I maintained the same weight for 3 or 4 years - a very hectic work and social life, plus upping sticks and moving from London to the Midlands with my future husband saw to that.

Well, then we got married, lived in a rented house for a year and then bought our first home together.  I was working full time with quite a long journey by public transport to/from work, eating toast for breakfasts, sandwiches and crisps for lunches, garlic bread with a pasta dish or pizza as a quick to make meal when we got home, or a takeaway when we didn't feel like cooking.  Lots of meals out with friends (there were a couple of those 'all you can eat' buffet style Chinese/Indian places nearby) and pub outings meant my weight began creeping....well, more like galloping.....back up again. 

And so fast forward many years until now.  3 or 4 years ago I was the heaviest I'd ever been and was diagnosed with T2 diabetes, which was a shock.  Since then I've lost about a stone.  Getting a dog just before Xmas last year and starting to go for twice daily walks meant I lost another half a stone, without dieting.  However, 6 weeks ago I sprained my Achilles tendon and could hardly walk around the house as I was in so much pain, and the limping had a knock on effect and gave me terrible backache too, so walking Betty was out of the question....thank goodness for husband who's been walking her by himself.  Yesterday I weighed myself - I'd been putting it off, dreading it, feeling sure I'd have put weight back on, but was pleasantly surprised to find I'm actually a couple of pounds less than I was before spraining the tendon.  I reckon it's because of doing a fair bit of walking last week when we were away in Cornwall and, although I've been resting quite a lot since we got back as a result of awful back pain, eating a lot less because of the heat this week. 

The overpowering heat of the past few days has meant I've felt terrible - sweaty, uncomfortable and headachy, I feel like I have nothing suitable to wear - well, nothing I'd be happy to wear in public.  And that's been the worst thing for me this week - we've had to go out a few times and I've had to wear things that cover me up....partly because last week I got sunburnt a few times (I'm fair skinned and burn easily), but also because frankly I'm too embarrassed to have large chunks of my flesh on display.  So there I am, covered up, sweltering and sweaty, feeling like I'm melting, whilst all around me are much slimmer women looking effortlessly cool in shorts and little vest tops. 

I've had enough of this, I can't go on like it anymore, I've got to lose weight so I can start feeling better about myself - and obviously improve my health!


Sunday, 18 June 2017

Been away

Thank you Sheila, 50 and counting, and Knitty nutter for your comments on my last blog.  Betty has, we think, now more or less finished her season.  Her spaniel farm dog suitor hasn't been seen for a couple of days and she seems less restless and more like her normal self.  We'll be ringing the vet this week to arrange for her to be spayed, it'll probably be in a month's time (they say it needs to be several weeks after the season finishes, to allow the previously blood-filled uterus etc. to get back to normal).

We've been away visiting relatives and had a lovely time.  Went to a bbq with some cousins last Sunday, hadn't seen them for years and it was fantastic to catch up.  Then last Monday we went down to Cornwall to stay with my brother and sister in law, they are wonderful hosts and we always have a great time with them.  They had several days out planned for us, in fact we were out pretty much all day every day - lots of walking, lunch on a sunny restaurant terrace or pasties on the beach, plenty of coffee & cake or ice cream stops, all outdoors.  We met up with an uncle and aunt and another cousin, who were staying near Bude on holiday, had a lovely walk by the canal and lunch out.  Hadn't seen them for years either, in fact the last time we saw them was in Southampton hospital when my uncle was in a medically induced coma following a big heart attack, 7 years ago.  None of us thought he'd survive that, but luckily he did. 

As I said, it's been lovely, but I'm not feeling very well now.  It's been scorchingly hot all week, and I don't do well in hot weather - being fair skinned and blonde I burn easily, get heat rash and headaches, and hot weather just wears me out.  My Achilles tendon is still painful, meaning I'm limping and walking awkwardly, which in turn is making my left hip and back hurt a lot.  My back's been spasming the last couple of days, which is painful.  And eating pasties and cream teas (well, you just have to when you go to Cornwall don't you?!), as well as burgers, etc (2 bbqs) plus cakes to go with coffee stops, and ice cream of course - all things we don't normally eat at home.  So my stomach and joints are now suffering, but it was worth it for all the fun we've had.  And it's not like we do it every week.  I am glad to be home now though, and will be having a few days doing not a lot and eating just chicken and fish with salads.

Oh, and yesterday we went to an air show at Weston super Mare, they have it every year.  We were on the beach with about a 1000 other cars.....more hot sunshine, but combined with a sharp wind, gave me a headache and even more of a red nose. 

Took lots of pics over the past week, will post some when I've sorted them out and put them on the computer.

Saturday, 10 June 2017

No rest for the retired!

Wow, it's the 10th of June already, 10 days since OH retired, and our feet haven't touched the ground....don't know where the last 10 days have gone, we've been so busy.  There's certainly been no wondering what we might do today, it's more a case of we've got so much to do and not enough time to do it in.  OH is outside most of the time, catching up on all the potting up/planting jobs that he hadn't time to do before.  The raspberries, which he thins out every year, are again threatening to take over the entire fruit bed, so he's been getting all the runners out again.  He's also been weeding (why do weeds always seem to grow faster and stronger than everything else?!) and netting everything that the birds are eating or will attract the dreaded white cabbage butterfly.  He's also been to help an unwell elderly (more elderly that he is!) neighbour with his garden. 

I've been trying to do more decluttering.  We both have a tendency to hang onto things - me for sentimental reasons, OH because 'it might come in useful sometime'.  My aim is to eventually get every room fairly close to a minimalist state, so it looks tidier, needs less cleaning, and we can find things we need in a hurry!  I've done a fair bit of cooking too, meals like cottage pie, pasta bake, curry etc. for the freezer, and a lot of dog food also made and frozen.  This is all for days when I don't feel like cooking or am too busy.

Betty is still in heat (2 1/2 weeks now, still dripping although that part of it is lessening, thankfully) and is keenly interested in male dogs, especially her ardent suitor the male unneutered spaniel from the farm down the road.  He's running back and forth along the garden fence every day, he even managed to get in the garden the other day, he squeezed in through a hitherto unseen gap.  Thankfully, Betty wasn't in the garden at the time, we saw him through the glass door, OH chased him out, he went out through the same gap he came in by (presumably) so at least OH could see where it was and mend it with some small bore wire fencing.  We take Betty out early morning and late evening now, always on the lead at the mo, when there are fewer, if any, other local dogs around.  She's still so restless, clingy and out of sorts, she even keeps trying to hump her bed cushion, obviously pent up hormonal frustration!  Poor thing.  Can't wait for it to be over and done with so we can arrange for her spaying, she's definitely not going to have another season.

People keep asking why we don't want to breed from her as she's such a lovely looking dog and they reckon we could sell the pups for a lot of money - bonkers, we wouldn't even consider it, it's hard enough coping with one lively puppy let alone a few of them!

Monday, 5 June 2017

Change of plans

Thanks everyone for your retirement congratulations for hubby....he's enjoying his new life so far - well, we both are.  The only thing is we both keep forgetting what day it is, him being here permanently now is muddling us up!  I'm sure we'll get used to it sooner or later.

Well, this week was supposed to be our celebratory (anniversary and retirement) week of days out, but the weather has put paid to that - rain, or at least heavy showers, and gusty winds forecast for most of the week.  Never mind, we'll spend this week starting our big declutter instead....after all, we can now choose to have a day out whenever it's a nice sunny day.  It'll probably be best if we stay in this week anyhow, as Betty is in the middle of her season and is now showing a definite interest in male dogs.....as they are in her!  Can't wait for it all to be over, she's so not herself at the mo, poor thing.

So today we're starting on our so-called utility room.  It's a brick built outbuilding stuck on the side of the kitchen, it used to house a bread oven (long since gone, although the chimney is still there) and a loo - the previous tenant ripped that out ages ago and used it as a coal shed, it now houses the central heating boiler.  The walls are mainly bare brick with one old coating of paint, which is peeling off.  The floor is bare concrete of differing levels and is uneven.  Ceiling looks to be plasterboard, heavily stained with mould in one area of about 2 square feet directly under the chimney - the chimney's pointing had all fallen out and water was leaking into the room when we first moved in, the previous tenant obviously didn't take much notice of it.  We informed the landlord, he sent builders round to repoint the chimney but nothing was done about the ceiling....the mould hasn't increased thankfully now the chimney no longer leaks, we've been monitoring it.  The previous tenant installed a range of second hand mismatched wall cupboards, which are serviceable but in need of some repairs to sagging shelves and replacement of missing or broken hinges and door knobs.  There's also a worktop running along one wall, which needs recovering with Fablon.  There's one single glazed old metal framed window with a broken metal blind, and a double glazed outer door that we put in ourselves (given to us by a friend) to replace the old rotting wooden door.  The door into the kitchen is also old, half wood/half single glazed.

At the moment, the room houses my washing machine and tumble drier, small chest freezer that we were given, plus a small under the counter freezer we'd previously bought, and spare small fridge we were also given.  I also keep supplies of cleaning stuff, tinned and packet foods in there, the packet foods in lidded plastic boxes.  It's quite a large (10 foot by 12 foot) useable space, it just needs refurbishing, and clearing out of all the junk that seems to accumulate in there.  I obviously need to go in there every day and would like it to be more user-friendly and pleasant....at the moment I hate going in there, it's so gloomy, scruffy and cobwebby.

We've approached the landlord and said we'd like to refurbish it.  He's agreed to cover the cost of having the ceiling treated and replastered and the floor relaid and evened out, a neighbour who's a plasterer will do the work.  We've said we'll paint the walls ourselves, as we already have a supply of white paint.  We'll also pay for vinyl floor covering once the new cement floor is dry, room size remnants are easy to come by and are cheap enough.  OH, who is very handy, will refurb the cupboards and work surface.  We'll also buy a new blind, and look out for another, better condition, second hand door to replace the one into the kitchen.


The mouldy ceiling


The uneven stained concrete floor....and a cheeky shot of Betty sniffing around for any dropped dog biscuits!


The mismatched cupboards - excuse the mess!  I did say it was full of junk ;-)

I shall look forward to taking pics of the finished and hopefully much prettier space that deserves to be called a utility room!

And finally a much nicer pic:-


The retired husband and Betty enjoying a walk in the lovely nature reserve last week.





Thursday, 1 June 2017

It's started

Well, two things have actually.

The big news is of course that OH is now officially retired.  He finished his last shift early.....clocking out at 01.00 am, about 3 hours earlier than normal.  He'd requested a shorter, easier run as it was his last day (and why not?!).  The manager called everyone together and made a (very nice, apparently) speech and presented him with a lovely watch (from the Company), huge card signed by everyone and an envelope of cash from the staff whipround.  Lots of his colleagues, and the management, said they'd enjoyed working with him and would miss him, the manager also told him that if he ever wanted to go back, there would always be a job for him (he's 66, how long do they expect him to carry on working for?! lol).  He had lots of hugs, very touching seeing as they're mostly big hairy male lorry drivers!  He was well liked there, I'm so pleased he had a good last day. 

He's got mixed feelings at the moment, understandably.  Whilst he's very relieved to have finally given up work after 51 years, and he had been finding driving long hours on night shifts an increasing strain recently, he's also going to miss his colleagues and all the banter, if not the actual work.  He's a relaxed happy-go-lucky soul though, loves working in the garden, taking Betty out and disappearing for chats with the neighbours, so I'm certain he'll not miss work for long. 

And the second, not so welcome (in fact positively unwelcome!) thing that's started is to do with Betty.  As I said, she's having her first season, she's a week into it now, her behaviour is definitely off kilter but things haven't been too bad.  But this afternoon she started whining at the door to be let out in the garden for a wee, or so we thought.  Well, when OH opened the door she shot out, barking, closely followed by OH - one of the farm dogs (none of them are neutered) was in the garden, it had obviously jumped clean over the fence.  Betty, bless her, chased it straight back out again!  Good girl, she's clearly not yet in the mood!!

We went out and bought some trellis to fix along the top of the fence, raising the height of it by a foot or so.  And she won't be going out in the garden now without one of us checking it out first and staying out there with her.  Roll on another month or two when we can have her spayed and we (and she) won't have to go through it all again.

Sunday, 28 May 2017

Thank you

Thanks for the anniversary wishes, I am very lucky to have such a kind, hard working and thoughtful husband (but then he's also lucky to have me!  lol).  We had some nice cards and gifts of money from family, which will go towards days out next week - once OH has had a couple of days of well-earned rest!

I want to reply to one of the comments I had - from ALT57 (a new reader I think - welcome, and thank you for your comment).  You said that cuddling a dog who's fearful is the worst thing we can do.

Along with thunder, Betty also doesn't like fireworks.....there's a large caravan park a couple of miles away, they sometimes have fireworks on a Saturday night, which we can hear quite clearly if the wind is in the right direction.  Fortunately, as this is rural farming country with lots of livestock in the fields, there are rarely any other fireworks nearby, even on Bonfire Night.

I had in fact already wondered how we should deal with Betty's loud noise fears and had some weeks ago discussed it with our trainer, Carrie, who as well as being a dog trainer, is also a qualified dog behaviourist.  Carrie's opinion was much the same as mine - whilst it's not a good idea to fuss too much over the dog, as it could reinforce their view that there is actually something to worry about, neither do we want the dog to carry on being distressed.  She advised talking to Betty calmly and giving her some strokes, but said if she was in a very fearful and distressed state, then don't make her stay in the situation but try and take her away from it, if possible, without making too much of a big thing about it.  

So I had Betty sit on the sofa with me, she had her head on my lap whilst I stroked her and read a book for a few minutes, until the thunder had moved away and she had calmed down.  I then put her back in her pen (she went quite willingly) and went back upstairs to bed, and didn't hear another peep out of her.

Everyone has their own ideas, of course, quite rightly so.  In my case, if Betty is scared, then I'm not going to leave her to suffer and possibly get more distressed.  She's not our first dog, our 5th or 6th I think, although our first puppy (the others were all adult rescue dogs).

Warm and quite muggy today, it's making me feel very lethargic.....rain forecast for tonight, so hopefully it will feel fresher later.  OH is making the front garden fence a bit higher, just in case the farm dogs make an effort to get to Betty!  No sign of them yet, but I gather the danger time is more mid-cycle.

Saturday, 27 May 2017

Anniversary

Thank you for the comments regarding Betty's first season - she definitely won't be having another!

It's mine and OH's wedding anniversary today - 34 years.  Where did all those years go?  Marriages seem to break up at the first sign of trouble nowadays, it's as if people just give up without a fight.  It takes work, compromise, cooperation and plenty of talking to make a good long marriage....that and lots of love, of course.  Although my parents' marriage didn't last, both my brother and sister have been married for almost as long as we have, partly due I think to us not wanting to make the same mistakes our parents did.

We don't give each other presents anymore, there comes a point (well, it came a few years back) where we have everything we need or want.  But when OH came home from work in the early hours of this morning, he brought me a bag of crisps, my favourite brand and flavour, a rare treat as I hardly ever eat crisps anymore due to being diabetic.  A tiny thing, but a lovely thought on his part.  We do still exchange cards, he has a knack for buying really nice cards.  And we generally have a meal out.  Not tonight though, he's working, but we will do something next week.....when he's RETIRED!! (did I mention he's retiring next Wednesday?!  teehee).

Had a spectacular thunderstorm last night, it woke me up about 03.30.  I came straight downstairs as I knew Betty would be fretting (she doesn't like the thunder).  The thunder lasted about 10 mins, the lightning a lot longer.  I cuddled Betty until she settled, then went back to bed, OH came in shortly after.

It will seem strange next week not having the bed to myself several nights a week!

Friday, 26 May 2017

First season

Thank you PP for your comment on my last post.

Betty's having her first (and only) season, at the age of 7 months.  She's all out of sorts.....restless, sleeping more than usual with lots of short naps, a bit whiny, clingy and wanting to be around one or the other of us all the time.  She's not much interested in food - highly unusual for her, hasn't finished all her meals for the last couple of days, and isn't begging us for treats like she normally does.  And she doesn't want to play with her toys - unheard of!  We're keeping her on the lead for walks whilst it's going on, we don't want any accidents!

I'm guessing all of this is completely normal?  We've had mostly boy dogs in the past, the one bitch we had was sterilised before we got her.  We're having Betty spayed as we don't intend to breed from her....the vet said the best time to do it is a month or two after her first season.  Any idea how long her season will last?  I googled and found estimates of between 2 and 4 weeks (thank goodness human females don't have theirs go on that long!).  Would her first season perhaps be shorter than later ones?

We need to make sure we keep a close eye on her when she's out in the garden at the moment, as the local farm dogs aren't neutered, and one of them in particular is always sniffing around trying to get into gardens that have dogs.  Our garden is securely fenced, but I'm sure it wouldn't stop a determined randy dog from getting in somehow.

Wednesday, 24 May 2017

A week of nice things for OH

Well, one week today OH does his last ever shift at work.  As well as the week after being a treat week for both of us (his retirement and our 34th wedding anniversary on Saturday), I've decided to try and do something nice for him every day leading up to his retirement.  Just little things I know he'll appreciate.

So to start off with, today I've made him one of his favourite ever cakes - ginger (not to my taste but each to his own!).  Tomorrow I shall do him smoked mackerel salad, which he loves, for his lunch before he goes to work.  After his late night shifts he usually gets up late morning and takes Betty for a walk....for the next few days I'll take her out so he can have an extra half hour lie in.  I'll make his work sandwiches every day - he usually makes his own.  And I'll pop a little note in his lunchbox ๐Ÿ’—

I've bought him a big ribeye steak for a celebratory meal the day after his retirement....I'm not particularly keen on steak but he loves it, I'll probably have fish.

Glorious warm sunshine today - he's out in the garden so I'm just off to take him a nice cold drink.

Hope your weather is as nice as ours.

Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Makes you think

Just been reading about those children blown up after an Ariana Grande concert in Manchester....god those bloody terrorists are sick in the head.  How absolutely terrible for the families. 

Puts my Achilles tendon pain into perspective - I shall stop moaning about it now.

Life can be ripped away in the blink of an eye.  Just makes me appreciate my life and my loved ones more.  We should live every day as if it were our last, and tell all our loved ones just how much we love them every day.

Thursday, 18 May 2017

Ouch!

Thanks for the comments, the time is fairly whipping along now, OH only has 9 working days left.  We're still deciding on things to do during our anniversary/retirement week - a visit to see my cousins, hopefully, being one of them.  We've booked for a workshop our dog trainer is holding, it's an afternoon of clicker training, should be fun!  Going to have a beach day in Dorset, afternoon tea in the lovely grounds of a manor house near Castle Cary, and possibly a couple of National Trust garden visits.  Some of those depend on the weather, though, of course.

At the beginning of the week, whilst taking Betty round one of the local fields, my foot slipped on a lump of earth and it's obviously damaged my Achilles tendon.  It hasn't been too bad, just a bit sore up until yesterday evening, when we took the dog for a long walk round the Marshes nature reserve.  By the time we got back to the car, it hurt like hell and I could hardly walk.  Taking anti-inflammatories today, OH will buy some ibuprofen gel for me when he goes to work later.  I've ordered a support strap online, it should be here tomorrow.  If it's no better next week then I'll go to the GP.  In the meantime, I'm just going to rest it up for a couple of days - I've been on my feet all week in the kitchen doing a lot of cooking and baking for the freezer, which I don't suppose has helped it much.  I'll do some gentle stretching exercises too over the next few days, hopefully it will get better without me having to go to the doc.

This week I've made 2 lots of dog food and dog biscuits.  A fruit cake for the freezer, a double choc chip cake and some muffins.  2 cottage pies, one frozen.  2 fish pies, one to freeze.  2 lots of Frugal Queen's frugal tartiflette.  Sorry there's no photos, I didn't think to take any.

Thursday, 11 May 2017

To plan or not to plan....

20 days to go! 

We've been discussing how to do things once OH's retired....whether to just go with the flow and see how we feel each day, or have firm plans of things to get on with.  OH does feel that it will be nice not to have his days structured, after 51 years of work routines, I can see that will be attractive.  But I think we both work much better with some sort of routine.

Of course, it won't really be workable having a strict day by day plan, especially since most of OH's jobs will be outside ones.....if it's bad weather then he won't be doing stuff outside.  And we may well get up in the morning and think "I can't be bothered with that today, my back aches" - after all, we're not getting any younger!

We've decided to have a sort of compromise between structure and free 'n' easy.  Each week I will write two lists - one of things that we really want or need done that week, the other of less important jobs that we could do, but won't matter if we don't.  The idea will be that we make every effort to do all the important stuff for that week.  Then we can choose to do stuff from List 2, or not - we might want an extra day out, for example, if it's good weather.

We're definitely going to have at least one day out each week.  We've lived in this beautiful county of Somerset for 7 years now, and there are still many parts of it we haven't visited - it is a big county.  So much to look forward to!


Wednesday, 10 May 2017

Baking and Betty photos

Thank you for your comment, Sheila, yes we are looking forward to having a week of doing whatever we want....only 3 weeks to go!

I thought it was about time I posted some more photos.  I've had a baking session this morning:-


A date and walnut loaf - one of OH's favourite cakes.....I'm not so keen.


On the left, a half white/half wholemeal seeded loaf.  On the right, a parmesan cheese loaf, we're going to have some of that tonight with our dinner - smoked mackerel salad with a lemon and olive oil dressing.


Tuna and sweet potato loaf for Betty, chopped up and ready to freeze in portions.  I give it to her moistened with a little hot water, she absolutely loves it.

And some recent Betty pics:-


Betty and a pretty little cow having a staring match.....Betty gave up first!


Having a little rest halfway through an exhausting walk.


Dozing on my lap yesterday evening.







Saturday, 6 May 2017

Plans coming together

Thank you for the comments.  Sheila, I hope Betty does grow out of the digging and chewing soon, I miss having lots of flowers and colour in my garden.  Sue, Marlene and Chris - yes it's nearly here, just 25 days to go!  Julia - wow, 17 years, you got a good one there.  I've narrowed it down to about 3 different machines, am hoping to make the final decision and order one next week.  I've been pleasantly surprised at just how much better - more efficient, energy saving, better features etc - washing machines are now.  My old one takes only a 6 kg load and has a max spin speed of 1000 rpm....new ones have speeds of 1400-1600 and much bigger drums, taking 8 or 10 kg, and of course much quicker wash times.  Saw one with a fast wash time of just 14 minutes, amazing.

OH has chosen a Citizen silver watch as his retirement gift, and was told yesterday that his boss wants to take us both out for lunch, which is nice.  I asked him if he wanted me to make some cakes to take in on his last day....he said they're not allowed to take food in! (bloody elf n safety).  Having spoken to the boss, he was told that he could take cakes in, so long as each cake (or slice) is individually wrapped in cling film or foil, and not eaten on the premises - good grief!

I may have already said that we've decided to have the week following his retirement as a sort of treat week for ourselves - it's our wedding anniversary on the 27th (he'll be working that day) and we want to celebrate his retirement too.  We're not doing any garden or house works, other than essential stuff, that week, but will have a few trips out locally, plus a couple of full days further afield.  Planning on going to see my cousins and aunt, who we haven't seen for a few years, they live a couple of hours' drive away.

Our first major job after our treat week will be to get the utility room sorted out.  It's nothing fancy at all, simply a small brick built building stuck on the side of the house next to the kitchen.  At the moment it functions as utility room (washing machine, tumble drier, small chest freezer and spare fridge), OH's tool shed for when he can't be bothered to put tools away, store room for - well, junk basically, and larder for extra tinned/dry foods, toiletries etc.  The previous occupier gave the bare brick walls a quick coat of paint, now peeling off, and there's a patch of mildew on the ceiling where the chimney was leaking last year, that's since been fixed.  The previous bloke fitted a mismatched range of second hand cupboards, they're functional but unattractive and most of the doors have broken hinges and broken or missing handles.  The floor is bare concrete.  All in all, it's currently very uninspiring and cold (no heating in there), but could be made to look much better.  We don't want to spend a lot as we're tenants here and it's doubtful our landlord would give us any money towards it, although we don't know until we ask him.  We just want to clear it all out, paint the walls and ceiling, lay some vinyl flooring, put a nice blind up at the window, fix the cupboard doors and cover them with some Fablon to match them up more.  Just make it a more usable and pleasing space, really, at the moment I hate going in there.

Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Coasting along

Thanks for the comments, glad to note I'm not the only one with washing machine (or other appliance) problems.  You're very lucky, and in a minority, Chris, to still have yours working fine after so many years.  We've bought a combi microwave/oven/grill, it's a DeLonghi, I'll give my verdict on it once I've used it more extensively, but am pleased with it so far.

Going to do some thorough research into washing machines before we buy a new one.  I know I want one with a timer switch, fast spin speed, quick wash programme, normal 40 deg prog that doesn't take over 2 hours like my current one does!  Oh, and a larger drum to take a bigger load than my current one.  Plus not too expensive!  If anyone has any recommendations - or warnings to avoid - please let me know.

I feel like I'm just coasting along at the moment, simply marking time until two things happen - OH retiring for good (29 days!), and the dog growing up a bit more and stopping digging up and/or chewing everything in the garden.  I love my front garden, it's normally full of flowers and colour, but at the moment there's not a lot flowering....other than the clematis montana which is glorious - well, not so much at lower level, where Betty can reach it!  We love Betty to bits, but unless we're out in the garden with her all the time she's out there, which isn't always possible, she creates havoc.  Lots of the plants, shrubs and flowers she just chews (thankfully, I don't think we have anything which is toxic to dogs).  She does have several toys which she plays with out there, but quickly gets bored and attacks the plants instead!  Bless her!  I'm not going to plant up the tubs or put anything else in the borders for a while, bit pointless when Betty prunes everything for me (whether it needs it or not!).  I just shrug and laugh about it, not much else I can do right now, until she grows out of her chewing phase.  I will plant up the wall baskets we have - at least she can't reach those - so we will have some colour.

Both OH and I keep thinking of things we want to do or that need doing, and then say 'when I've/he's given up work' - it's like everything is put on hold, we really are counting down the days.  We're itching to really get stuck in to our new life.