I haven’t fallen off the wagon – but I came close! I had a “couple” of drinks on Friday night and then was hit by something on saturday that I haven’t experienced since my youf – the munchies like you wouldn’t BE-LEEVE. real carbohydrate – omg i must eat them or DIEE…. munchies. I managed to get through them by making a massive bowl of pasta and putting in light soft cheese – not terribly slimming but it could have been a lot lot worse considering i had to drive past a McDonald’s.
So no major mishap and I’m still keeping on. It’s great to say “Day SIX” instead of not having started at all.
I FEEL better. More alert, more … well-being, if you get me. Even if it’s still an effort to get around. I will NOT go immobile. I will NOT.
Went to see Dad on saturday, but frankly I am beginning to wonder why – what the point is. It doesn’t make me feel any better and while it might make him happy for a minute or two, he generally gets argumentative after about ten minutes and the very moment he’s out of my eyesight for one second, he’s forgotten I ever came down. I’m still waiting to hear about his assessment and where they are going to put him next.
Finished Sasha’s jacket, but I’m not happy with it, it’s too large around the waist even though i made it a lot smaller than the pattern said but it will do for cold mornings in the car, and the forecast says we are going to get more arctic weather this week. I didn’t do cuffs around the leg holes because I think that would be too restrictive but it’s not bad. I don’t think i’d try this pattern again, but perhaps look for one for a dog with her measurements. Her trouble is she’s an extra large around the chest (takes after her mother! ) but with a tiny waist (not so much… )Erastes