Tuesday, July 06, 2010


Yesterday when I went to my neighbours house to return an Avon catalogue she had left me, she commented on the fact that my stomach was FAT!
Good sales technique....HUH!
She has mentioned this before and she is about a size 20/22 whilst I wear size 14/16 jeans and usually I think WHATEVER!
But yesterday I have to admit that it upset me.
Yesterday I was feeling exhausted after doing so much and everyone knows that when your back hurts you tend to slouch which of course makes your stomach look bigger.
Well that`s my excuse and I am sticking to it!
Since I have started dieting I have lost over 4 stone and gone from a size 22 to a size 14/16 which is not bad but I seriously think that after 7 babies my stomach muscles can only achieve so much!
And I do not intend to have cosmetic surgery to resolve the problem.
My Pollyannaism for the situation is that if I slouch on a bus then perhaps someone will give up their seat for me.
However, thinking about it, maybe not at my age!
When I went for my last spinal x ray ,for the first time I wasn`t asked if it was possible I could be pregnant so I must be starting to show my age after a lifetime of people telling me how young I look!

Today is a SOFA DAY.
After yesterdays exhausting run-around, today I will rest on the sofa (with my phone super glued to my hand!) as much as possible and in between rests, try and get some housework done.
So far I have managed to get the `activity corner` going.....I have put on the washing machine and dish washer and I have put the piggies and the rabbits out in their runs which by the way they absolutely LOVE.

Well I did manage to get a rest and I must have fallen asleep because I was woken at 11.30am by the Fed Ex guy phoning me to tell me that he had a parcel for me and was at my garden gate.
It was nice to have a rest and not be rushing around.

Phew.....maybe another rest I think!


Steve said...

Your ex sounds stupid. I think you should tell her that next time she insults you!


I am sorry if my writing has confused you in the past Steve but my neighbour( who is a woman) who called me fat is not my ex!
I cannot even say , like Fi in Four Weddings and a Funeral that `I think I might have been a lesbian for 15 minutes when I was in school`!
My ex`s I am sure are all men, idiots but still men.




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