New Habit: Wake up earlier – Day 2

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I am not going to go the self-betrayal route because I woke at 7:45 this morning, 45 minutes after the goal time.

Last night’s achievement was that I made it into bed by midnight, when it was shaping up to be later. I had shut my computer at 8:30 ish, then washed the dishes to continue the new routine of not waiting until just before bed to do it.

My ankle was sore so soaked it in warm water with Epsom salts, then applied ice while watching The Voice then When Calls The Hart. Before bed, I again put the yamfeet (or is it ‘yamfoot dem’?) back in warm water.

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New Habit: Wake up earlier – Day 1

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Last week, I decided to challenge myself to start waking up earlier from today. I am eventually aiming to be up by 6 a.m., but will be easing into it. The aim this morning was to be up and out of bed by 7 a.m.

Bedtime routine

Beginning with the end in mind, i.e. the desired wake up time, I had to get into bed earlier. The habit has been to work late, then realise I have to do things to prepare for bed e.g. wash the dishes, pack away things etc. Sunday I decided I wasn’t doing any work. After dinner at about 6 p.m., I washed the dishes. Puttered around a bit (that’s language to mean “I don’t remember what I did!”). Then I settled on the couch to watch “When Calls The Heart” on Netflix. I was disciplined and only watched 3 episodes, shutting down my device at 10:24 p.m.

Normally, once I get into bed, I’d read my social media accounts. Sometimes 1.5 hours would pass! That is now a no-no. What to replace that with? Making a journal entry. So that’s what I did.

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Gratitude is a must!

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I was having my breakfast this morning and suddenly the thought about all the things I have to be grateful for, came to mind.

Sometimes it is very easy to focus on the things you THINK are wrong, isn’t it?

Later after the gym, I heard this song on the radio. I had heard it before but had no idea who the singer was. Here is Koffee. Listen intently to the lyrics.

So…..can you list at least 5 things you are grateful for? Gratitude is a must indeed. When you feel yourself getting angry, pause for a few minutes and reach for that list.

My 52nd birthday

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Today is my birthday! Always excited to see the #Twitter greeting.

I’d had initial plans to check into a guest house in Western Grenada Sunday and stay till today, but they quoted more than I thought I should pay. Then a second option came up and I decided not to do that. Yesterday I drove up that side and came back to my flat, all in quick time. Twenty-one x 12 miles enables that.

What should I do on my birthday then? I decided to make no plans, except for the 1 pm physiotherapy appointment. One of the best ways for me to spend a day is not to have a schedule. I value freedom.

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The night I thought I’d reached my expiry date

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This could be any of a milion and one nights…..just ask the brother and one of the Aunt-Doctors who have received ….dare I say willingly(? (-_-))…..my calls in the wee hours of the morning when a panic attack was taking a stranglehold. Thankfully, those are behind me (I think!!) and it is probably for that reason, why I remained calm, even as a headache rocked me for 3 days.

It started at work. Actually, it started with me having a cup of Instant Coffee at work one Wednesday. Back in 2008, I had converted to brewed coffee. What a blessed day that was, although the shock of the caffeine that first time had made me feel I was going to take off like a rocket at first. So it is very rare now, for me to drink anything but brewed coffee. After that Instant cuppa Wednesday, I felt tinglings in my head. Added to that, I had changed the desk I sat at and the height of the chair at the desk didn’t seem to agree with my neck. Slowly, I felt the pain creep up.

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Intermittent Fasting : Round 2

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Needed to deflate the belly this week as I have a weigh in on Friday. Last year I came 3rd. This year I guess I am not in competition mode, so ah didn’t bother.

Tonight is the end of Day 2. Better go to sleep quick cause that Ghrelin is starting to rumble. Can’t cave! Must exercise willpower.

Anyhoo….here is an infographic to explain what and why.

Shaking off my Friday Night Funk

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“And so what if I just remain fat?”

This was the message which set off alarm bells and caused some to ask “what’s wrong?”

What led me to feel this way and resulted in me turning into the KFC drive-thru?

Work. More specifically, continuously feeling like I am hitting my head against a brick wall for initiatives which will make the employees better.

So I left work Friday pissed, so pissed that the only thing I felt could help me blow off steam was junk. (I paid dearly next day for having eaten the crappy food.). And I felt like I wanted to detach from the world.

After a few messages and calls Friday and Saturday, I did the self talk, dusted myself off and decided not to wallow. The other thing which shifted my perspective was overhearing a conversation between two ladies on Saturday night. 

“[Name of man friend] is always drunk. Drunk every day. He is verbally abusive to me.” 😔

Well, life is not so bad for me then.

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Will this be my first DIY project?

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Last January, I made a list of things I wanted to achieve by October 22, 2016. Clearly I was being ambitious, since I had not yet (and still have not) become a housewife married to a man of means. Chick gotta work to pay the bills, init!

Anyway, the landlord was throwing this out and it looks like it might have possibilities. I have seen pallette projects on the internet so I’m gonna search for something doable by myself. 

I should really do a progress report of that list…….

Man and woman…source of conflict

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​Was scrolling through tv channels just now. Came across the religious station TBN. Donnie McClurkin was on. Of course I stopped. My favourite gospel artiste.

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#Beach days = #Happy days

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When I am old and grey, I will look back and reminisce very fondly on these once a week beach days. Days of doing nothing but lie in the sun, listening to music.

Lazy beach days

Some days I go in the sea….some days not. Of late I have been swimming as part of exercise. Marching towards 50 quickly.

For that celebration, I am going to the country to stay sonewhere by the sea. As a kid we went to the country often. Days were filled with the sea, food and card games. So I will try and recreate that. No fancy event. Just chillin’