So two very exciting things happened on my birthday the other week. Not in any particular order but first - I bought a new bikini and I had to take the size 14 back and get a size 12!!
And second, I got an email from my pension provider (one of a few) to say that now I was 55 I could retire! Yay. Alas, it's not a massive pension pot. I was only paying in from the age of 20 until I left RBS at about 25 but still. I was super excited. That was until Mark said he would now call me a pensioner. And I can't even argue.
My mental health had a little blip this week. Maybe the down after my birthday high, throw in a little PMT and top up with a busy time at work. The frustration is that part of my brain doesn't understand as I know how lucky I am, and how great my life is and how very grateful I am. But we all know that depression doesn't work like that. Just not enough of the right chemicals and hormones. Who knows why. The good news is that I've recovered and I'm feeling great again. Just a tiny hiccup.
This is probably linked to the blip but I also put another pound on. This took me back to 11 stone which did not enthuse me. It's so rubbish, I didn't want to see that number on the scales ever again! Sugar has not been my friend but it has featuring in my week quite heavily. Though a seagull saved me from the toffees at work. One sunny day the outer door at work was open and I found a seagull in the foyer with an unwrapped toffee in its beak! With several empty wrappers on the floor. He swallowed it whole before sauntering out without a care in the world. I didn't have my phone so missed this absurd photo opportunity! But honestly! Taking the paper wrapper off first! So cheeky!
Isaac put squash on the shopping list so this is what I bought. He meant juice!
The goal is to die with memories, not dreams.
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