What a week

 


No surprises when I tell you I've been comfort eating. The intended diet has sailed. Off to sunny lands though I'm sure it'll come calling again soon. Once my melancholia has eased and I've stood back on the scales! 

Yesterday I spent 5 hours at the hospital with a friend. Unfortunately she received bad news. A lot of sitting around waiting, just chatting to pass time and I noticed that my daughter was right (that'll please her) all I do is moan! I would always have described myself as upbeat and optimistic but not any more. Ellie's been telling me for ages that I complain too much - and it's true! The weather is cold, the toilet didn't flush, I was hungry, I was thirsty, I was tired, the sandwich I picked wasn't included in the m&s meal deal, sweetcorn in a chicken sandwich is weird and wrong, the price!, I was still hungry, they didn't have any chocolate, why have they left us in this room for an hour - at least in the waiting room we had the TV to watch! And then my friend got her diagnosis. I need to stop moaning.

The other day I had a thought. If I could fly would I still be scared of heights? I don't mean fly in a plane, I can do that no bother. I'm fine in very tall buildings as long as I'm inside just looking through a window. But I can't climb ladders or mountains and sometimes I'm scared skiing if it's next to a sharp cliff edge. No, I mean if I could fly like Superman! I'm scared of swimming and I'm scared of the sea. I'm very scared of swimming IN the sea! And yet I can scuba dive with no fear at all! I think I'm scared of drowning (nothing unusual there) but when I breathe underwater it takes that fear away. So if I could fly would I still be scared of heights??

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