I've tried blogging in the past, and never really got anywhere. And then twitter came along. And I tweet, my how I tweet.
A couple of months ago, I quit work, thinking it would be a good idea at the time. Hubby was at a good , fairly well paid, job. We were also moving house, and as the summer holidays were coming up, I thought it would be a good time to quit my hated job, and spend quality time with the kids, getting them settled into the new house, as well as spend some quality time writing my book.
Unfortunately, the day before we were due to move, hubby lost his good, fairly well paid job, and we were officially skint. A very difficult summer ensued, arguments, paranoia, stress and lack of money sum it up particularly well. Although, I'm not here to dwell on that! No, I'm here to blog how mad my life is, now hubby is working again. Albeit a crappy, low paid job with very long hours, but it's a job.
So, my mad life. I sum myself up as an overweight, struggling writer and struggling mum of two slightly bonkers children. My oldest is currently four years old, and she is going to start school full time in January. I am counting down the days. My youngest, is a two year old boy, who refuses to speak, unless it's 'no', 'milk' or 'bubbles'. Instead he just points and grunts, and gets extremely frustrated when you don't quite get what he wants right. Don't get me wrong. I don't run around like a headless chicken after him, I speak to him, but he still won't talk. The fact that he understands every word we say to him, makes it just as frustrating for us. If not more.
The writing. Well, due to the long hours my hubby works, (10 hrs a day, four days a week, with at least an hour of travelling every day), means that I can only get to the laptop at the weekends. Or when the kids are asleep. Unfortunately, when I think I have got them settled, open the laptop and start to write, a crisis happens, and I have to go and settle them again, and again and again.
Weight wise, I know I am overweight, although I am probably not that bad. Everyone says; 'well, you've had two children...' Yeah, and I know a lot of people who have had more than two babies, and are in a lot better shape than I am. I've taken to going for a walk around the block a few times, hopefully letting it rise up to a jog. But again, I'm restricted by the hubby's long hours, and the two crazy kids. At the moment I probably weigh about 13 stone, and that's way too heavy for my height.
My major problem is what I eat. If I'm too busy to eat something proper, I'll just grab a packet of crisps. Or two, or three... I do cook proper meals for my family, and I'm not a bad cook, but I just won't eat it. Considering how little I eat (the crisps aside, and they're not everyday), you'd think I would loose the weight, but then again, I don't get the exercise. Gah, viscious circle!
So, no more excuses. This will be a regular, and truthful blog of how I'm getting on. If I blog, then I'm more likely to want to succeed. The other day, I got over a thousand words written because I had Twitter as a bragging station.
I am also a music journalist, although I haven't really been active since I graduated from Uni. Recently, though, a friend asked me to review a gig of theirs, and because I somehow managed to do the write up a couple of days later, he opened some new doors for me. This pushed up my flagging confidence somewhat, and made me decide to get up, and get on. Hence this mad blog.
Hope you enjoy it my sometimes random musings, and how I manage over the next few months!
(ps the picture is to demonstrate how overweight I am. I'm the one with the double chins... UGH!)
A couple of months ago, I quit work, thinking it would be a good idea at the time. Hubby was at a good , fairly well paid, job. We were also moving house, and as the summer holidays were coming up, I thought it would be a good time to quit my hated job, and spend quality time with the kids, getting them settled into the new house, as well as spend some quality time writing my book.
Unfortunately, the day before we were due to move, hubby lost his good, fairly well paid job, and we were officially skint. A very difficult summer ensued, arguments, paranoia, stress and lack of money sum it up particularly well. Although, I'm not here to dwell on that! No, I'm here to blog how mad my life is, now hubby is working again. Albeit a crappy, low paid job with very long hours, but it's a job.
So, my mad life. I sum myself up as an overweight, struggling writer and struggling mum of two slightly bonkers children. My oldest is currently four years old, and she is going to start school full time in January. I am counting down the days. My youngest, is a two year old boy, who refuses to speak, unless it's 'no', 'milk' or 'bubbles'. Instead he just points and grunts, and gets extremely frustrated when you don't quite get what he wants right. Don't get me wrong. I don't run around like a headless chicken after him, I speak to him, but he still won't talk. The fact that he understands every word we say to him, makes it just as frustrating for us. If not more.
The writing. Well, due to the long hours my hubby works, (10 hrs a day, four days a week, with at least an hour of travelling every day), means that I can only get to the laptop at the weekends. Or when the kids are asleep. Unfortunately, when I think I have got them settled, open the laptop and start to write, a crisis happens, and I have to go and settle them again, and again and again.
Weight wise, I know I am overweight, although I am probably not that bad. Everyone says; 'well, you've had two children...' Yeah, and I know a lot of people who have had more than two babies, and are in a lot better shape than I am. I've taken to going for a walk around the block a few times, hopefully letting it rise up to a jog. But again, I'm restricted by the hubby's long hours, and the two crazy kids. At the moment I probably weigh about 13 stone, and that's way too heavy for my height.
My major problem is what I eat. If I'm too busy to eat something proper, I'll just grab a packet of crisps. Or two, or three... I do cook proper meals for my family, and I'm not a bad cook, but I just won't eat it. Considering how little I eat (the crisps aside, and they're not everyday), you'd think I would loose the weight, but then again, I don't get the exercise. Gah, viscious circle!
So, no more excuses. This will be a regular, and truthful blog of how I'm getting on. If I blog, then I'm more likely to want to succeed. The other day, I got over a thousand words written because I had Twitter as a bragging station.
I am also a music journalist, although I haven't really been active since I graduated from Uni. Recently, though, a friend asked me to review a gig of theirs, and because I somehow managed to do the write up a couple of days later, he opened some new doors for me. This pushed up my flagging confidence somewhat, and made me decide to get up, and get on. Hence this mad blog.
Hope you enjoy it my sometimes random musings, and how I manage over the next few months!
(ps the picture is to demonstrate how overweight I am. I'm the one with the double chins... UGH!)
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