3 jobs and a household of sick teenager.

Ahhh the joys of parenting.

Sick children. They need your time, cuddles, warmth, food and liquids.

Sick teenagers???? Not so much. They need to be grumpy and then next second crying. They are even more mercurial than usual!! Team this with school knocking on the door asking where he is AND the advent of 3 (yes count them we need them to live) jobs and you have an insight to my week. And that is just the kids.

I am having a hard week. Nope scratch that - I have had a hard week.

It was ended last night with the end of year Xmas party for my work which I have been an employee at for a whole week and a half.

All I can say is AWKWARD.

I was also asked to organise and take the kids games. This kind of situation is actually my strength (usually) as I love kids and love to meet new people.... however.... (haha who was waiting for that??).....deep breath....

Noone knew me - none of the partners knew me, none of the kids knew me, some of the staff didn't know me. I did a bit of circulating at the start and then retreated. Add to that a sick teenager at home obviously trying to be tough but failing (he called at least 12 times in two hours) and my own insecurities (about weight, about being a single mum, about not yet being able to afford clothes which fit into an office/party situation, about my age and only now starting to grow up and get a real job) and we had a recipe for disaster!!

Luckily I managed to leave earlyish and only drank 1 awkward glass of wine and ate a reasonable meal and little tastes of dessert. My big mistake??

I took 2 large slices of cake home to my sick boy. He didn't want them. I ate them.

Then he was STARVING and so I ordered him pizza. It was cheaper to order two. I ate 3 pieces.

WTF.

No really WTF was that???

Was this emotional eating at its finest? Perhaps.

So "normal" people emotionally eat out of anger, sadness, boredom etc.

I eat out of awkwardness!!!!!! HAHAHAHA.

But seriously this is like the 6th time in the last 2 weeks I have eaten over 2000 calories. I am dismayed to watch the scale get heavier and heavier and my stomach protruding further and further. It is really getting me down. I know what I have to do but I can't seem to get it sorted.

I HAVE however increased my exercise - one of my jobs is a pretty intense cleaning job - 2 hours of sweat - yup yup. And today I am going to clean for 3 sweat-filled hours AND do some gardening AND catch up on ST (2 sessions) AND vote (it is our election day here in NZ) - I might even walk there.

So it is not all bad - just my shattered self-esteem and my big ole fat belly.

Haha made that sound dramatic didn't I??

Right gotta work on a plan for this week.

Sunday:
ST
Rest
Tidy and Clean Bedrooms

Monday:
ST
Walk to Work
Work
Walk Home from Work
Visit friend at Lunchtime (think I need this one)
Eat healthy

Tuesday:
Walk to Work
Work
Walk Home from Work
Eat healthy
Show my cousin how to care for my pets

Wednesday:
Cleaning job
Pack
Fly to WELLYS!!!!!
Prob drink some
Try to eat healthy

Thursday:
Try to eat healthy
Walk

Fri:
Try to eat healthy
Walk

Sat:
17th bday party

Sun:
Recover

Mon:
ST
Try to eat healthy
Walk?

Tuesday:
Try to eat healthy
Walk?

Wednesday:
Try to eat healthy
FLY HOME

Wish me Luck!!