Time to get with the program...

The time has come to get with the program.  I'm sick to death of staying home, the "brain damaged" girl and not living my life.  So what if I'm on my own!  Woo hoo!  Men are highly over rated anyhow.

My boss, who basically just said take 6 months leave; do something that you like, that you always wanted to do!  Your job will be here.

And so now my brain is in overdrive.

What did I always want to do..?

I wanted to travel, but I have to hang on the every cent I make for fear of ...  I don't know what, but it worries me!  I want a house; more than anything else at the moment!  I'm drawing up what it is going to look like.  Well drawing it up in some pre-school fashion lol.  Making notes in my phone such as "red splashback"; and a whole lot of meaningless stuff such as that.

Trouble is, I can't afford a house.  Well not yet.  And I don't want to buy one until I can move and live in it; revel in the fact that I've got a house.  Do the gardening...  walk the dog that I don't have at the moment!  I never really even wanted a dog!  They smell....  Or I thought they did.  Now I see that the dog and I will live a blissful life down the coast.  Walking the beach; riding to where ever we go!

And this is the thing that people don't see.  I'm different.  I can't even say mellow.  I'm changed; altered.  I haven't lost my temper since waking in the hospital and not knowing my name.  I'm not longer judgmental; about everything and everyone.  I don't see and feel jealous, or hate; instead I look and wonder about everybody.  People I wouldn't have given a shit about!  Fat, thin, ugly, beautiful people - all have something!

If I wasn't brain damaged, didn't have this inability to think straight, I think I would be very happy with the person I've become.

Action packed weekend...

Well suffice to say I have to start a new diet.  I had an action packed weekend, where I ate my head off; and yummy stuff too!  Salami, cheese, more cheese!!!  But this week I'm serious.  No more eating.  Dieting.  Exercise!

I walked for five kilometres yesterday, and I felt okay.  But that was in the morning.

Coming home after that, because I was hungover, I jumped into bed and watched Mad Men.  I stayed in there, only coming out to get food and have a shower before slinking back to watch more of it.  I think I did about 8 episodes yesterday and last night.

That was all in preparation for a diet!  Today's diet!

So I got up and weighed myself this morning.  I've gained about 8 kilos in 7 months.  Now I've got to lose them.  Quit drinking.  Get fit.  In time for summer.

Shed my winter coat!!!!

:( Still not losing...

I went on a diet.

The trouble is going out for dinner several times throughout the week; which in turn, makes dieting bloody difficult.  It wouldn't be so bad, but the food is absolutely yummy!

I took my Mother out for dinner to the French Corner Cafe.  Mandy and David are always fun and Saturday night was no different!  David forced us to try a soup and it was magnificent, especially when you happened across the feta!  Of course, he forced us because I had picked eye fillet and didn't want anything to get in the way!

Then, Sunday came around and it was up early and driving back to Melbourne.  Sigh!
Through the rain and hail and back home to a freezing house.

I went to the Caravan Club Sunday afternoon to see Billy Miller do the Beatles with a table full of people.  It was fabulous!  They put their own flavour on the Beatles but sheez, you can miss it when you know every song!  Then we stumbled down the road and in through this carpark to a restaurant.  I lived in Oakleigh for a long time but didn't even know this place existed!  A fine end to a great day.

I don't know why but my house stayed cold, but it was colder than I've felt it, even with the extra blubber on!

Well the count is on... But not on...

I went on a diet yesterday.  I lasted until about 6 ish when I got home and started to think about dinner.  The boy's girlfriend came around and so we tossed and turned about what to eat; mentioning the diet and then glossing over it.

Well I had been to boxing so I figured what the hell!  I dieted all day! Of course that is easier for his girlfriend; she's got one of those "eat what you like" figures; like a praying mantis lol, the girl and I are not so lucky.

Finally, I made pizza dough and on my way out the door to boxing, left strict instructions for the boy to light the pizza oven.  It's an outdoor type that uses wood and allows you to cook your masterpieces with all manor of toppings!

So off to boxing I went; got a sweat up and I had walked twice through the day!

Okay.  So I guess it is still on?  The trick with dieting is sticking to it; even if you stuff up!   :)