Last week I wrote at some length about my on going battles with a Sugar addiction, (yes truly there is such a thing, if you think I’m making it up, telling stories, exaggerating, then how about trying something for me, go sugar free for one week, seriously give it a go if your feeling brave, don’t you just love a challenge? No me neither😁, .
But challenge it is, trying to stave off craving something sweet, sugar laden and carb filled has become somewhat of a nightly ritual, that very minute I lay me down to sleep, I fantasize about food,(yes I mean “Fantasize”) it parades itself temptingly passing my very eyes like a common street trollop, a floozy, lines upon lines of sugary doughnuts,cream cakes, chocolate bars waggling suggestively, and here’s another thing, I don’t even like doughnuts🙄…then try as I may to distract my brain away from this thought pattern, it’s lured back, it’s hopeless for even my dreams now are filled with food, every kind and type of delicious food, somebody help!!!!😁 … I am on the upside now she says shakily,, well at least past the headache stage anyhow thank goodness, it’s bad enough not being able to indulge in your favourite sugar fix, but to feel like your heads about to implode your brain leaking out through your earhole, like so much raspberry jam from a taken bite out of doughnut, (stop with the damn doughnuts imaging woman tsk ,.sighs
The downside to this malarkey is having to cook and prepare everything last thing you eat. Yes theres no more stabbing of that plastic top on your dinner for one micro meal folks, or grabbing a crafty sandwich from Greggs, (oh how I remember Greggs Prawn mayonnaise salad baguette, wipes copious amounts of drool off screen, this was mine and my daughter’s favourite monthly treat, ok that and a cheese and onion hot roll, then a fresh cream cake of some description, Treez stop it your not helping yourself.🙄…, Sorry there was a momentary lapse in our programming, but I’m back now, ahem yes since that first week I’ve only eaten small amounts of fresh fruit, a grocery store amount of vegetables, lean meat or fish..ohhh and I forgot my nuts…. “the nuts” the six half pecans I eat for breakfast😁…
It’s at times like this im really glad I don’t venture out side to do shopping, I know full well those seductive little Cinnamon Rolls would have their way with me far to easily., least with shopping on line I have some modicum of control over my shopping habits and I also don’t have to pass by any cafes, offering all kinds of tempting treats, I’m just a weak woman folks…..
For all its hardships though, one positive outcome is it’s helped with weight loss, plus I’m gaining these momentary sporadic spurts of energy ….I know right !😮, since Covid energy is relocated to the thing I pay through nose for monthly to keep my lights on only, not something I’m overly familiar, especially within myself 😁. The other day I actually felt energetic enough to go for a walk, but the thought soon passed leaving me having to then go sit down to recover with a coffee😁. All joking aside I do feel better in myself, the progress is somewhat slow but it’s finally happening,.
In amongst all this constant madness I’m still reading., I’m not sure how much you remember but last year I had set myself up with a goal of reading 50 books, by different authors, new ones, at least to me anyhow. The end result though was fae greater than I hoped for, I ended up with a grand total of 84, . And this year ……drum roll …I want to get through at least a 100..😁😮, yeah I know i must be blooming mad,. 😁
At the moment I’m reading a book set around the Royal mail sub post master scandal, I never thought in the very beginning of it, that I would become as gripped and invested in this book as I have, it’s extremely well written, it’s author knowing his subject… . And it’s not morbid curiosity either, I’m genuinely interested, the stories of these individual sub postmasters all going through a living nightmare, they have gone through hell, worse some still are. As I go through page after page im filled with the thought that this could happen to any one of us right now, and at any time, I read it from my bed, hiding behind a pillow, coming out long enough only to read, …..
Once this one’s done I’ve some books that have been kindly given to me by a good friend, others im reading alongside my daughter, authors my mother loved while alive, these are particularly special bringing about not only a bond with myself and Becky my daughter, but once again including my mum, it has been too painful up until this point, but now once again im filled with excitement, returning to the Times when it was like finding a hidden treasure, (sourcing that new book for mum, one I knew she was going to love), whether Becky is just being kind, humouring that need within me, a link with the past, or it’s she’s enjoying the connection too, I’m unsure,. But I do know it’s brought three generations closer and all captured by the love of the written word…. Well it’s almost time those cravings kicked in again folks, and time I eat my lovely plate of fresh wholesome veggies all the while convincing myself this is all very good for me, and no that sausage isn’t a Swiss roll …..oh well I’m sure i,’ll survive, you take care of yourselves folks until next time, stay safe ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤🍰🍰🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍰.
My American Man In Purple Lace Corsets 