- Long chat with my parents on the phone
- All of the filing done
- Bertie snuggles - he is such a tart!
- Finding old things in the box making me smile
- Esme snuzzing in my face
Showing posts with label Excuses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Excuses. Show all posts
Friday, 20 May 2011
Grace in Small Things: 337 of 365
I am so massively behind with updating online - I've actually hit my 365 days now! I've got an update somewhere up my sleeve about that, but I'm going to attempt to catch up with all my days worth first!
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
Grace in Small Things: 304 of 365
My goodness, I am behind in updating here. Hoping that this week I'll get a bit of a chance to sit down and sort it out!
- Snuggling on the sofa with Mozz
- Little licky cuddle with Esme
- Bertie coming to snuggle up with us on the sofa
- Offbeat home - Squeeeeeeee!!!
- Warm buttery crusty roll
Sunday, 6 March 2011
Grace in Small Things: 289 of 365
I'm horribly, horribly behind with updating this. I've got it all in a notebook, but have been all a bit upside down of late with one thing and another! Will try and catch up over hte next few days :o)
- Tea being tasty
- Lunch with J and Liz
- Ringing my mum from underneath the duvet
- Finding Firefly on the telly (mmm... Mal)
- Under the circumstances I don't hurt as much as I could
Monday, 2 August 2010
Grace in Bigger Things
I have been rather slack at updating this online, but my little note pad is up to date, I shall keep updating when I can till I’m back to where I’m supposed to be!
I have been off from the land of t’internet at a conference, and then at Dave’s mum’s. The conference went really well, I had a nice time seeing lots of people, being thought of as intelligent and physically not doing too bad either. I even managed some wine without feeling sick as I’d managed to hold off a bit on some of the tablets – hurrah!
The trip up to Dave’s mums, however, was less of a psychological success.
On numerous occasions I got left behind places and generally the fact that I’m not up to yomping about places was treated as if I was doing it on purpose to be difficult or awkward. No allowances were made for my creakiness, and this then caused tension because Dave then got cross because his brother and wife were making his wife feel like crap because she couldn’t keep up with an over energetic 4 year old. Or yomp at pace. Or get places as fast in the morning. Or stay up as late. I then felt bad that I was causing tension between them all and urgh. What a mess. I had felt all a bit pumped up about my success at the conference and my body’s ability to stick with it, and then to have this made me feel like I’d been run over by a steam roller. All my newly acquired self confidence vanished into dust, and I felt worse than I had done about my frustrating body than in a long time.
But, in light of this little trip, I am newly appreciative of all the people who do love me enough to slow down and make allowances. Like Dave, and the kids, who must temper much more of what they do with me and the speed that they do it at much more than I had kind of recognised. My work colleagues all walk at my pace when with me, and offer to get things from downstairs when I’m up in the office. My family do little bits and bobs like bring food when they come round for tea to help out, and on occasion my mum has helped me do cleaning and things.
I’m trying to think of this whole experience in a positive light – I’ve suddenly realised how many people actually do support me. There was a Chronic Babe blog carnival recently that focussed on who was in your “team” and I felt sad and lonely, and unable to join in, because it felt like my team only included Dave, Mum and Dad. But that’s not true at all. There are the kids, some of my work colleagues, the cats, Magic Janet the cleaner, Belle and Penny, my sisters’ friends who look in on me sometimes and after the cats when we’re away. My sister and her boyfriend are kind of on the edges but supportive when they can be as their lives are so mental themselves! There are the chronic babes, my WW ladies and my GP. My neighbours would help more if I could bring myself to ask (but I can’t – that’s my problem though!) and I have a wide network of friends that though I don’t see in person, do still think of me. So I guess this whole experience has been a learning one – I was less grateful than I thought, and more closed to the people who help me than I had thought. I am newly thankful, and will try to take time over the next week or so to tell these people how much I appreciate them. Because I really do.
I have been off from the land of t’internet at a conference, and then at Dave’s mum’s. The conference went really well, I had a nice time seeing lots of people, being thought of as intelligent and physically not doing too bad either. I even managed some wine without feeling sick as I’d managed to hold off a bit on some of the tablets – hurrah!
The trip up to Dave’s mums, however, was less of a psychological success.
On numerous occasions I got left behind places and generally the fact that I’m not up to yomping about places was treated as if I was doing it on purpose to be difficult or awkward. No allowances were made for my creakiness, and this then caused tension because Dave then got cross because his brother and wife were making his wife feel like crap because she couldn’t keep up with an over energetic 4 year old. Or yomp at pace. Or get places as fast in the morning. Or stay up as late. I then felt bad that I was causing tension between them all and urgh. What a mess. I had felt all a bit pumped up about my success at the conference and my body’s ability to stick with it, and then to have this made me feel like I’d been run over by a steam roller. All my newly acquired self confidence vanished into dust, and I felt worse than I had done about my frustrating body than in a long time.
But, in light of this little trip, I am newly appreciative of all the people who do love me enough to slow down and make allowances. Like Dave, and the kids, who must temper much more of what they do with me and the speed that they do it at much more than I had kind of recognised. My work colleagues all walk at my pace when with me, and offer to get things from downstairs when I’m up in the office. My family do little bits and bobs like bring food when they come round for tea to help out, and on occasion my mum has helped me do cleaning and things.
I’m trying to think of this whole experience in a positive light – I’ve suddenly realised how many people actually do support me. There was a Chronic Babe blog carnival recently that focussed on who was in your “team” and I felt sad and lonely, and unable to join in, because it felt like my team only included Dave, Mum and Dad. But that’s not true at all. There are the kids, some of my work colleagues, the cats, Magic Janet the cleaner, Belle and Penny, my sisters’ friends who look in on me sometimes and after the cats when we’re away. My sister and her boyfriend are kind of on the edges but supportive when they can be as their lives are so mental themselves! There are the chronic babes, my WW ladies and my GP. My neighbours would help more if I could bring myself to ask (but I can’t – that’s my problem though!) and I have a wide network of friends that though I don’t see in person, do still think of me. So I guess this whole experience has been a learning one – I was less grateful than I thought, and more closed to the people who help me than I had thought. I am newly thankful, and will try to take time over the next week or so to tell these people how much I appreciate them. Because I really do.
Monday, 19 July 2010
Grace in Small Things: 80 of 365
I have a confession. This one is retrospective for yesterday, because I fell asleep.
- Huge lie in, plus naps
- Printing out our pictures for our photo frame we bought with our wedding voucher
- Crossing more DIY things off the list, covering up drips and hanging a picture
- Reading in the bath
- Getting excited about the new version of Sherlock Holmes that starts next week…
Friday, 14 May 2010
Grace in Small Things: 15 of 365
Finally I'm all up to date with myself. I'm quite impressed that I've kept at this so far - 2 weeks down, 50 to go! It looked from here I know for a while there like I'd given up the ghost, but not yet!
- Lovely message from Dean on facebook, checking up on me as he said it sounded like we were having a bit of a go of things, and just saying that he and Chris were always there for us - what a lovely, lovely man.
- My tea, of roasted butternut squash, roquefort and peacans. Mmmmmm one of my favourites!
- Phonecalls with both my mum and my sister :o)
- Gareth making me a coffee first thing in the morning without asking if I'd like one, and then putting my milk away as well!
- This is a tentative one, but we did Dave's tax return, and we appear to be owed a whopping amount of money from the tax man, which will make an awful lot of things easier if it's true!
Thursday, 13 May 2010
Quick non listy update...
Normal service will be resumed when I, my little notebook, and my laptop are all united in the same place!
It's been interesting doing this for a fortnight now. Sometimes I almost forget, but most nights I setle down with my notebook just before brushing my hair in bed if i've not managed to do it during the day.
I do feel quite cheery today. We had some awesome news today, which I think might of made top of all the lists so far - cautiously. I want to see proof of it first... I think today is 15/365, but I'll hopefully catch up tomorrow!
It's been interesting doing this for a fortnight now. Sometimes I almost forget, but most nights I setle down with my notebook just before brushing my hair in bed if i've not managed to do it during the day.
I do feel quite cheery today. We had some awesome news today, which I think might of made top of all the lists so far - cautiously. I want to see proof of it first... I think today is 15/365, but I'll hopefully catch up tomorrow!
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