My sister and the children, along with my other half, seem to be on a mission today – a mission that I have named, ‘Project Grumpy’!
Having been down in the dumps for a few days, I think they are a little concerned as I have been such an upbeat individual for a while now. So I was invited to my sisters house after lunch and was presented with these…
According to my niece, “Mummy says that you’re in a grump, so I did these to cheer you up”…what could I say?! She even put glittery paint on them for me as she knows that I like sparkly things, and she made a fan for me out of a paper plate for when I get too hot. She is so delightful at times, but like all children, has those ‘argghhh’ moments too! My nephew just thought that cuddles were the best option, so I had lots of those too.
After my time with the children was finished, I headed home to be delighted and cheered up by the following playlist…
I’m too sexy
I’ll go and eat worms
It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
Rocky theme tune
Black Beauty theme tune
Eye of the tiger
This had been lovingly complied by my other half – who either resorts to loveliness like this, or to just calling me a ‘grumpy cow’ and leaving me to it! I wonder what is next on the list for ‘Project Grumpy’?!
My niece said something today which made me chuckle. She had made some cakes and wanted me to take some home for my other half, but she didn’t want me to take him a pink one as pink isn’t for boys apparently. When I asked her who said that girls couldn’t have blue and boys couldn’t have pink, she said, “God said so, The Queen said so, Santa Claus said so, and I said so!”. I didn’t have much to say after that – how could I provide a suitable argument against characters with such clout? I did my best to let her know that you can do ‘boy stuff’ even if you are a girl and visa versa…I am not sure that she was convinced though.
This little chat got me thinking about all of those things we have convinced ourselves that we shouldn’t do. Not necessarily the boy vs girl stuff, but things like not wearing a bikini if we are fat or going swimming. Not wanting to wear a vest top and show off bingo wings. Men not wearing short sleeve tops if they have skinny arms, and covering up on the beach if they have moobs. I am as guilty as everyone else when it comes to this – both the judging and the not doing stuff. I was looking through Simply Be the other day and saw a pair of hot pants that went up to a size 32. I screwed my nose up and actually said to my other half that I bet they’d end up in the clearance sale…surely no one who is a size 32 would wear a pair of hot pants?!
But at the end of the day, who cares? That person might not look great in the typical sense, but if they want to wear hot pants then does it really matter? In fact, when I actually do see people wearing stuff like that I have to admire them – flying in the face of all that we are told is ‘correct’ – it takes some balls to do that…balls that I do not have. So here’s to pink for boys and blue for girls…and size 32 hot pants. In fact, I might buy a pair and take a ‘progress’ picture in them…just for the sake of joining in with the spirit of giving the ‘Vs’ to nonsensical rules and regulations.
So apart from my time with the children, today has been fairly normal…
I woke up and got on with my project work for my other half. Once I had finished this, we headed off to see the horses and to the shops. I also spoke to a chap at one of the top universities – which I happen to be fortunate enough to live very close to! One of my grumpy dilemmas relates to a concern I have about returning to my old career. I am worried that if I end up back in the same situation then my old habits will return. Yet having spent tens of thousands on my education for this career, I wish to use it somehow, so I am thinking of combing the development work I have done in the past with my current progress and helping others in a similar situation. So watch this space – I just need to get my head around what that ‘looks’ like exactly, and how I can get to that. Obviously there is the money issue to consider too – the course I am looking at is over £7000 and as I am not working at the moment, this is a problem! But I will work it out somehow – I always do! Tonight is just going to be nice and quiet hopefully – I am getting a little hooked on ’24′ and want to squeeze in another couple of episodes.
Having just read an old status update on Facebook, about a little girl from my nieces nursery losing her battle with a tumour, I have decided that I really am a dick. What the feck have I got to be grumpy about? I am such an ungrateful eejit – there are too many people to mention who are worse off than I am. Whilst there are a hell of a lot who are better off, what is the point of comparing yourself, or your life, against something you will never have? Just be bloody grateful that you are still breathing – as breathing is good…breathing means that you have the power to change. I am calling ‘Project Grumpy’ off! I appreciate that we all have those moments when we need a hug, or a bit of support, but letting this drag on for days is no bloody good at all – I will take action from now on, not wallow!
Breakfast: Two Alpen light bars (6 syns) and a banana.
Today’s food was good – again, I do love food! Brekkie was the usual, and lunch was my sardine combo. A tin of sardines in tomato sauce mixed with red onion, on top of toast, spinach, and green pepper. I then put some cherry tomatoes and cheese on top…yummy! Dinner was just some veggies – onion, pepper, courgette, spinach and cherry tomatoes – mixed with garlic and herbs and some chicken added in.
Exercise: None – a very lazy day!
Thanks for reading,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx