New Starts

 So new beginnings all round as we start a new school year. Stanley starts an entirely new school now hes at the juniors. This traumatic parenting experience will have its own blog post very shortly. Polly goes into year 2, we have a new member of the family in the shape of 'Dave' the kitten. I have also been whipped up in a whirlwind by a wonderful new man. And even my blog has a flashy new name. All this has had a rather pleasing effect on the way I feel and view things. For example.....

  Ive just come upstairs to get dressed. Now usually I stand looking at myself disgustingly in the full length mirror.....I suck in the flab and try to pull the saggy bits back into place....then I let out a deep sigh and make promises to diet and join a gym. Before getting dressed and eating myself stupid.  letting another day pass where the word gym doesn't even enter my head, let alone feature in my vocabulary or to do list. And so the next day the fat sucking starts all over again.

Now this little ritual has been going on since last January!!!

But today it was different.

Here's what happened.

I come up and stare at myself in the mirror as usual. But I look different!!

I put very inappropriate knickers on that I have never worn for more than this try on throw insults at the mirror about how grotesque I look ritual. But, today they look ok!! (i even turn sideways to double check!!!)

I wobble the saggy bits, but they're def not that bad!! So I check the back of the mirror for faults........it appears normal.

I must have lost weight by some fucking miracle!!!
I stand on the scales and actually Ive gained.

The only different thing in my life is the presence of a new man.

 he is clearly making me feel very good about myself :)


And as un-nerving as this is......I quite like it ;)