The struggle is real

I did do the elements ad yesterday and buy a wired mouse which only cost £3.50 after a discount! at Tescos, but apart from that the day was a loss. I am missing Ghin so much and it actually hurts not to see him. Knowing he is just up the road is an even greater knife tot the heart. That he says he isn't being fed properly is also painful. But there is not much I can do otherwise.

Apart from miss him. 

Then I watched - let's be honest - binge watched that dramatisation of the rise and fall of the owner of Chippendales - a completely unliikely man - who is portrayed as autistic, and how he ended up murdering people and committing arson - over - and this is hard to believe - a male strip show. It is quite strange to see these women screaming at the men who would never give them the time of day - these impossibly muscled men - which I have never found attractive. Overly defined and veined - I actually don't know what the attraction is. Anyone who spends that amount of time on their bodies, be they male or female will probably not have very much to say for themselves and their existence here apart from having clearly separated abs. It is very odd. And the gyrations which are supposed to be sexy... I don't find it sexy, I find it ridiculous. 

But that's just me.

So here I am. I didn't do class prep but that will only that half an hour - I will spend half an hour sorting my schedule for this week and later - the forest school equipment. I bought more ropes. You can never have too many ropes I say.

I also bought a box of hooks which was so exciting. I have spent about £40 on food this week. I have discovered that my food bill is well within my budget. It is my utilities bill which is a nightmare - but that's because it is the winter. When summer comes that will just disappear. 

God help people with real sized families.

What else?

I have noticed the bit I fall down on is the cleaning. I do everything but the cleaning, so I am going to have to put the shoulder to the will to do that this week. For two weeks. Running, etc that's not so bad. And I can drink a small bottle of cider a day, but I should just confine that to Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. I can't seem to drink wine anymore - it is too heavy for me.

That's life I guess. I wonder if I will just end up phasing alcohol out of my life in this manner.

Right. Sorting out my diary.

I think I will just carry on the February thing since I practically didn't do anything in February which I said I would. There are some wins this week. Doing the finances. That was great. I loved that.