Had a disaster today, thought I would treat myself to a freshly squeezed juice at my local juice bar, only to discover it had turned into a frozen yogurt café! A quick internet search got my hopes up that all was not lost – a local café (Black Medicine Company) apparently sells fresh juices. However, double disaster – our local branch has closed down to make way for a Sainsbury’s Local…. And the next nearest juice bar (of which there are few and far between in Edinburgh) was in the centre of town and I didn’t have the time, energy or inclination to go and try it out.
Was so upset – I had been so looking forward to this ‘treat’ and was using it to help soften the liquid only days. If only I was in London or at least down south where there is a juice bar or healthy foodie café on every street corner, but no I am in Edinburgh where obviously the health food craze is still yet to hit the streets or worse, the demand for it isn’t big enough – no wonder we are the ‘sick man of Europe’… enough of the rant. It put me in a downward spiral of despair which got worse as the day progressed. My blood sugars were all over the place and I felt truly exhausted and fatigued with no energy to shake off the low mood that had descended. The children’s antics (were they behaving particularly badly or was it just me not being able to cope?) sapped up any energy I had left, and preparing their supper made me feel even worse – oh to have some of their spaghetti bolognaise. Fortunately my darling husband came home from work just in time to take over, leaving me to my supper of yet another bowl of soup and to enjoy a much needed bath to soothe my cold and achy body before bed. Unfortunately went to bed still feeling extremely cold – just couldn’t seem to warm up and took ages to get to sleep, ended up having to make myself a hot water bottle which I clung on to for most of the night.
This has definitely been the toughest day so far, the temptation to have some of the childrens’ supper was just too much and I have to admit I did have the tiniest of mouthfuls of leftover spaghetti bolognaise – oh just heaven, little ray of light in an otherwise dreadful day. Did feel a tad guilty (who would have thought I would ever feel bad about having a morsel of homemade, veg laden bolognaise?!?!) but consoled myself in the fact it wasn’t chocolate. Let’s hope tomorrow will be better.
Was so upset – I had been so looking forward to this ‘treat’ and was using it to help soften the liquid only days. If only I was in London or at least down south where there is a juice bar or healthy foodie café on every street corner, but no I am in Edinburgh where obviously the health food craze is still yet to hit the streets or worse, the demand for it isn’t big enough – no wonder we are the ‘sick man of Europe’… enough of the rant. It put me in a downward spiral of despair which got worse as the day progressed. My blood sugars were all over the place and I felt truly exhausted and fatigued with no energy to shake off the low mood that had descended. The children’s antics (were they behaving particularly badly or was it just me not being able to cope?) sapped up any energy I had left, and preparing their supper made me feel even worse – oh to have some of their spaghetti bolognaise. Fortunately my darling husband came home from work just in time to take over, leaving me to my supper of yet another bowl of soup and to enjoy a much needed bath to soothe my cold and achy body before bed. Unfortunately went to bed still feeling extremely cold – just couldn’t seem to warm up and took ages to get to sleep, ended up having to make myself a hot water bottle which I clung on to for most of the night.
This has definitely been the toughest day so far, the temptation to have some of the childrens’ supper was just too much and I have to admit I did have the tiniest of mouthfuls of leftover spaghetti bolognaise – oh just heaven, little ray of light in an otherwise dreadful day. Did feel a tad guilty (who would have thought I would ever feel bad about having a morsel of homemade, veg laden bolognaise?!?!) but consoled myself in the fact it wasn’t chocolate. Let’s hope tomorrow will be better.
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