Yet another rough week last week with too much going on and a lot of farewells, some good, some bad.
In terms of quantity, the week's farewells were all to my free time as work hit its peak and evenings and the weekend were all sacrificed to the Office God. It's been a case of get home, sleep, get up and go back to work. Squeezed in amongst that were a pub quiz on Monday night, when I was so saintly I felt invincible, eschewing burgers, fries, sticky toffee pudding and wine a la everyone else for something healthy, soft drinks, and tea. No dessert. We even won the quiz too.
That sense of invincibility might have been my undoing on Tuesday night though when we had dinner with friends and I toppled off the virtuous horse somewhat. Still, it was welcome relaxation as we sat round their log burner, dogs asleep on the rug and chatted away the evening.
If work was quantity, then the quality farewell was surely that of M and son's funeral on Thursday. The more we inevitable talked about it in the preceding days, the more I got worked up about it to the point where I didn't sleep on Wednesday night and honestly didn't want to get out of bed on Thursday morning. In the end it was a beautiful send off for a beautiful lady - perhaps other people don't cope with funerals as well as me and I was allowing myself to feel their dread, but most of the time, I see the funeral as something of a celebration of the deceased's accomplishments and a time to remember them fondly, not sit and bawl it out. It was standing room only at this one, testament to how well loved she was, and I giggled and sniffed my way through the 5 lovely little eulogies, and was glad to get a couple of minutes to speak to M's poor husband afterwards and offer a few words of condolence. Embarrassingly, when we first saw him, I wasn't sure if he'd remember me as we've only met briefly before, and I was at the end of a queue of people coming in - in my head I was going to explain that I worked with M and then say how much we missed her, but when I actually stood in front of him he was clearly having a bit of an emotional moment and I ended up just impulsively hugging him. I realised as I walked away I hadn't said who I was and felt pretty stupid!! Luckily, I was able to speak to him again later and it turned out he did remember me - phew!
The only happy farewell of the week, despite Tuesday momentary lapse of food judgment, was that I was pretty damn good for the rest of the week, and that showed up on the scales on Friday with a lovely little loss of 1.25lbs. Three losses in a row - yay!! I'm getting tantalisingly close to getting back into the 12's again.
This week is overwhelmingly hectic again. I've worked all weekend, and still have a charity evening and a 30th birthday party to get through, plus 2 more deadlines at work. Working the weekend has put me in better shape for those than I was, but left me little time to unwind which never leaves me in the best frame of mind. I had a bit of a blow-out on Friday night after a long day, which used up all my weekly flex points. I've tracked the lot, but that does put me a bit on the back foot for the rest of the week. The best I can do is try and stick as closely to my points as possible. I'm tempted to move all non-neccessary appointments like the hairdressers to next week to try and create a bit more time to look after myself. I did manage to get to training on Friday, thanks to which I'm still struggling to walk properly (thanks for completely killing my butt-muscles, Trainer!) but there doesn't look to be a lot of time for anything else at the moment.
Hard to believe that tomorrow will already be last sensible-sized pay check for the foreseeable future. Christ - I'm committed now! I've worked out I only have 3 weekends left before I head to France ..... and soooooooo much to do! Argh!!!
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