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Help requested, and received.

I have A Plan.

It's a plan to help me keep my health on a more even keel, even when going through a bad bout of PMS, as I just have. I've still been finding it difficult to keep eating properly when I get really tired, or have more pain than usual. If I can't find the energy to prepare a decent meal, I end up eating whatever is easiest to get hold of, which is too often not a healthy option.

When I was really struggling this week, I decided that I needed More Help. That's quite something for me to admit to myself, let alone put out into the universe (my shrink will be proud of me when I tell her about it!).

I've asked some friends to help me with cooking my weekly meals. I'll use their kitchen, which is much bigger than mine (and has a dishwasher!), and I'll have extra helpers to tidy up anything that I drop (ie more furkids) and they have more foxtel channels, so I can have Sci Fi or the History channel on while I cook.

My plan is to tick a few boxes at once:

1. Have the weekly meal plan my shrink wants me to have.
2. Have meals and snacks for the whole week, to that I have decent food to eat, with minimal effort.
3. Get out of the house and see my friends.
4. Watch more Star Trek and/or documentaries, for edumacational purposes.
5. Eat less pizza.

Here's to a great plan, well-executed.






Gratuitous Dr Spencer Reid picture. Rawr.








Comments

  1. jennyanddaveDecember 3, 2012 at 1:55 AM

    Talking to your Mum is a good thing to add. And taking the dog for a walk. And growing a tomato.

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  2. UnknownDecember 3, 2012 at 8:43 AM

    Well, the first lot of tomatoes got eaten and died, but I think there are some new seedlings growing. *Something* is growing in my tomato pots!

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