I have to make my customary apology again. Not only because it’s been weeks since I blogged but also because I have been totally and utterly off “Plan”. I use that word quite loosely too. 

The weeks off have been of my own doing. Nothing to do with work or the mum, just be being a completely lazy tosser. I’ve missed the Thursday weigh in’s on a regular basis. I’ve had takeaway’s, beers and hot cross buns. So much so that I’m starting to look like one. 

The weight is being piled on again and I just can’t seem to motivate myself into doing the right thing.

Walkies

So have I been for a walk this week? Yes. I did have a wander with Alex around Roath Park. That was good but that was it. Only one walk when I should have done at least three. 

The walk was hindered ever so slightly cos I bought the wrong size trainers. I wasn’t even drunk but managed the 3.5 miles in just over an hour with my poor feet being squeezed into oblivion. 

I was going to go for a wander this afternoon and much to my chagrin decided to stay at home and play Horizon Zero Dawn on the Playstation for a few hours. What an utter waste of a lovely day. 

Mum

So the Mum has spent another week without much in the way of contact from me. I was going to have a window visit last week with her. I was going to take Kath to see her but about an hour before I was due to leave and pick her up, the Home called and told me that as Mum had been in hospital then she was still in quarantine. An hours notice and no. 

They did start a video call with me but within a few minutes, she had to go to the loo and disappeared. They didn’t call back.

This week is again limited to a video call as one of the staff has come down with Covid and as such, the Home has had to be locked down. Great!

Wenvoe

The house is back on the market again. There have been a couple of viewings but no offers or interest. Strange really as it’s a good house and if that prick Moran hadn’t gone about the Equity Release in the way he has then I’d have moved in long ago. However if I had done that then I’d have been homeless. 

Anyway, we appear to be struggling to sell this one. I realise that it wasn’t going to be a quick sale although the initial interest was high and ya know, it’s a bungalow and they’re always in demand. 

Hope that we can work on getting more people through the door as the only one going there has a key! 

Weight

Well, there’s only one way that’s going and that’s up. I’d worked on it but it went up again this week but then that’s no surprise.

I will make a concerted effort to get myself back into the correct frame of mind. Gone will be the Hot Cross Buns. No more takeaways and a proper weeks planned shop.

Still, where I was at the start of the year it’s not so bad. Sill the best part of a stone since the excesses of Christmas. 

I will get there but it is going to be mightily slow unless SW comes back and we can attend groups. I’m fairly certain that once I get back to seeing the people who used to inspire me then I will get back to it. Meanwhile I suppose that I can console myself in that I’m seven stone lighter than if I hadn’t started this journey. 

What’s next?

I genuinely wish I knew.

I’m sure we’ll come up with something that doesn’t involve so much rum! 🙂