Ooh what a week~too little sleep, too much of the menopause and far too much fathers day advertising for my liking.
I’ve literally jumped in the car and come to my favourite spot. The washing and housework can wait as can the disposal of the far too big packaging my far too big tv came in yesterday~that’s a story for another day!
So here I am with my coffee (well coffee’s) listening to the waves crash and enjoying the peace and quiet. Ever thankful that Dad left us such a beautiful spot to visit and come to when ever we need to after all a girl is never too old to need her Dad.❤x
This is #humpday. I’m more hormonal than well I don’t actually know what,nothing is going how I want it to and this monstrosity was supposed to be poached eggs wtaf?! Menopause can you just go away now!! ❤x
Its turning out to be one of those days,first of all I lost my watch,then my car and the way things are going,I think my sanity may well be next on the list! At least my nails are looking fabulous though thank you to my lovely children for the lovely birthday present.
I needed that more than I realised. It was hard to get going this morning and I was slow and grumpy with myself, it didn’t help that I forgot my ear buds and had the wrong underwear on(if you know you know!).
Anyhow I then reasoned with myself that 30 mins of exercise was 30 mins better than staying at home doing nothing. Its helped clear my head and get me motivated, very much needed on both counts. Happy #humpday everyone.❤x
After an accidental afternoon nap on the sofa, I dragged myself to the gym,managed to be late arriving but had a quick workout nonetheless, followed by aqua aerobics.
I absolutely love being in the water and it was definitely good fun.
The one thing I had forgotten about was how much I hate having to strut around essentially half naked to get to and from the pool, especially with the one way system which means you have to walk an extra lap of the whole pool side to get out,nothing like being out of your comfort zone!
Still I’m feeling happy with myself and definitely ready for bed. Happy #humpday.❤x
Its been a funny few weeks, not necessarily in a ha ha funny way either.
I’m blaming my hormones~who knew at the grand age of 43yrs old, I would be struggling to get my menopause medication right at the same time as trying to maintain co-ordination at aqua aerobics hanging on to my hrt patch with one hand and hitching my swim suit up with the other!
Its like the joys just keep on coming! Anyhow the point of this picture is just to say that having made myself go to the gym this evening then being able to walk out of said gym and having the beach right on my doorstep is something that I hope never to take for granted.
However the hot flushes, sleepless night and mood swings can hurry up and do one anytime they like!
P.s~I realise I’m totally selling myself here #stillsingle haha.
So here I am aged 43yrs feeling quite frankly like an old version of my teenage self complete with horrible hormones, mood swings and everything in between.
I am embarking on a new journey which is apparently called ‘the menopause’ thats the medical term for it, I could offer my own name for it but it probably wouldn’t be very polite!
Yes it’s finally happening my body is basically going full circle in its stages of life and after having a hysterectomy (5 years ago now) it has decided to grace me with the following joys
*hot sweats *increased insomnia~who knew that was even possible! *a full range of extensive hormones which could hands down rival my teenage daughters any day of the week!
I could go on but I won’t spoil it for you hehe.
Something that has definitely got worse (and yes I admit this has never been my strong point ) Is the ability to concentrate and indeed remember~well hardly anything at all.
For example~Thursday evening whilst I thought the gammon joint I was preparing for dinner was cooking nicely in the oven, you can imagine my surprise when I opened the oven to find myself looking at an empty roasting tin!
I kid you not my first response was ‘where on earth has the meat disappeared to’.
Realising that it couldn’t of simply vanished from the oven~I scanned the kitchen to find it sitting on top of the oven waiting to be cooked.
I wish I could say these things didn’t happen to me on a daily basis but sadly that would be lying.
Anyhow I’m off to try and get some adulting done~and if you haven’t already seen my top tip of trying to mend your ripped top 2 mins before you are meant to be leaving the house then do be aware that strong glue isn’t the answer!