As are many of my weeks, this one just so happens to have been equally as strange, or is that stranger than normal I wonder?😁…. Who knows!, one never can quite tell. The beginning actually started out rather well,…So of course I decide to weigh myself like you do,. it was Monday early, dull and grey, plus I had had little to no sleep, My thinking here was, I may as well totally depress myself, right!😁?,. But as I stood on the flat blue glass contraption, the very same one that I curse frequently and have relegated to the deepest darkest, dust bound corners of the unknown universe, (otherwise known as under my bed) I was to be in for a shock😲,. I had actually lost 6lb, ….after looking about to see if there was someone else standing on the scale other than myself, (then deciding no it was me😲).So i got off, then stood back on it again, (soon as it went back to 0 that is)……I repeated this exercise five times in total disbelief, …I moved the scale that has now become my new best friend😁, about the room, then Into a different room, In the kitchen, bathroom, out in the garden, down the park(slight exaggeration), but the weight loss part was in fact true, Jesse was still asleep at this time, I just longed to scream with joy, knock on neighbours doors, tell the postman, who was at my front door(You know I’ve lost 6lb right?)😁, but after a mental lap round the livingroom, crowds doing a standing ovation, I settled for a large celebratory coffee, ….
I’m really excited, as this is to be my last ditch attempt at weight loss, Since the great Covid infection of March 20, (having luckily survived three bouts) I have steadily gained weight, a lot of weight!!!!!…..it wasn’t through eating though… And it seemed so unfair., as I can barely keep any food in my stomach, I mostly settle for one meal in the evenings,. My diets is somewhat restricted, due to allergies….but try as I might in the past months weight had still piled on, ….but it’s now two years since my first Covid infection, finally I saw the evidence before my very own eyes, And i thought i could do this, . After standing back on the scales once more to be certain sure, I accepted the facts as they were, my hard work was paying off, now over two months on a low carb, no sugar diet I have lost in total 26lb….
Each day we like to start off with our coffee and listening to Sky news, . It’s something, when you find out about what’s going on in your own country by listening to American news😲😁, we work this via our video chat …..Over the days the whole Business of Boris as our prime minister, Grew ever more perilous with each new cabinet member resigning,, even i a person who knows little to nothing about the world of politics, (safe in my bubble world) could see this was not good. As much as I’ve never favoured Boris, his resignation made me slightly nervous, Our country is not in the best of positions to be Running without its leader, any leader., Finally after a week long battle he agreed to leave, whose to follow I guess we will find out,This for some reason unknown yet to myself has me anxious ……..
Despite or is that in spite of my joint issues I am trying to increase my fitness levels, which in its turn equates to weight loss,. I walk with a cane locally, there’s a couple of lovely walks across some fields, Most days I struggle, but it is a necessary evil, I’m slow and sit under the shade of a tree if the need arises or I’ve a mind too, which I often do,….The fields are awash with tiny Meadow brown butterflies, their larger cousin the bright yellow Brimstone, or cabbage white, Bees of many varieties hum with activity, swallows dart between roof tops at the back of the field, large black crows strut about almost marching before stopping to peck at the now very rain starved grasses, ..magpie,s cackle up in the breeze swaying trees, the warm air blowing them giving them the sound of waves upon the beach, I sit here quite content most times……that’s until
Thursday evening…..
I had gone for my morning walk around 11am that day, I have to admit I wasn’t really in the mood, I ached and the day promised to be on the hot side, Never the less I achieved my set amount of steps, and after sitting a while walked slowly back home, on my journey to the fields, I had discovered a large Jasmine Bush at the back of some houses, it’s creamy wax flowers warmed by the sun gave off the most intoxicating of scents, the air filled ….I walked back that way hoping no one would be about so I could pick some to take home….I was rewarded for going out of my way, there was no one in sight, I picked a few large stems, holding the tiny perfect flowers to my nose, breathing deeply…..I walked back trying to hide my ill gotten gains, it wasn’t in anyone’s garden, but still 😁, I came home picked lavender, stocks and ivy from my own meagre garden arranging them with care in my small vase,
That evening it was glorious out, Coral skies streaked throughout with lilac, crimson, gold and deep orange, the breeze still warm and soft, again I didn’t want to go far, but the lure was to great…I strolled slowly down the pathways behind the houses., there roses, jasmine, sweethoneysuckle softly swayed and as they did their perfume drifting in the still evening air….I felt myself unwind and allowed mother nature to do what she does best, calm me and unwind my tense body…as I left the paved ground , swapping it for the verges of the fields, I stopped still, it doesn’t matter how many sunsets I’ve seen each is the most spectacular…I breathe, a huge sigh escaped as I did, the richness of beauty filling me with wonder, I stand a while and gaze…..after a while I’m bought back to earth and walk on to the bench that’s always so welcoming, specially to this weary walker😁, . I plonk myself down unceremoniously, content just to watch the sun dip down behind the houses, …..but before I had even sat a moment I heard this weird droning sound, it stopped when something smacked me at the back of my head,
I had a baseball cap on thank goodness, but as I felt behind my head to see what it was, it moved and shot at my face, buzzing furiously, it’s hard shelled body stinging as it hit my skin, the more I tried to shoo it away in vain the more it came at me, it was relentless, and it seems word had got about, it bought friends, before I knew it my shirt, trousers where some sort of attraction, I knew by now what they were…..of course they are Maybugs, (yes it’s July I know, but they dont) the noise they make is loud and annoying, what’s worse is they liked me 😁, I left my sweet idle, driven off by Hords of rampant large hard bodied brown bugs, they may have a cute name, well that version anyhow, the other being a Cockchafer I’m not quite so sure of😁😲😁, ….it seems once a year they congregate on fields like bug Glastonbury, where they bury eggs that hatch into enormous white grubs that eat their way through their body weight in plants and do quite a bit of damage, I wasn’t safe from their attention until I left the field, ….I was glad to reach the safety of my home, the peace of the evening gone, I lay chatting to Jesse until bedtime, convinced I would have bug filled nightmares, one of which was about to come true, as I changed my shirt for bed, out dropped three of these bloody big bugs, must have stayed nestled quietly deliberate on horrifying me some more😁😲😲😲😲😲😲😲, well folks take care of yourselves and night night don’t let the Maybugs bite….💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛xxx
My American Man In Purple Lace Corsets 