Groundhog fat day

There is so much going on at the moment - but at the same time a whole lot of nothing.

Because we're dedicating so much time to the kitchen renovation (which seems to be moving at a glacial pace) that means pretty much no social life, and I am off the booze (again no social life). So the weekends (and our evenings) just seem to be merging into a blur of wallpaper stripping, wiring lights and living in total chaos.

It doesn't help that I don't have the same energy to help. Yeah, I've stripped wallpaper like a demon but only about a metre and a half up the wall as I can't go up a ladder! And as much as I would like to wire up the lights, I don't have a scooby where to start!

There is progress though and this weekend the bare brick wall and manky ceiling will get covered up by plasterboard so that will look LOADS better and will make me feel like we are actually likely to complete this behemoth of a project.

In diet and exercise news, things are pretty much just rumbling on the same but with a slight increase in both activity levels and healthy eats. I saw my PT on Wednesday last week and then I actually went to the gym by my own volition on Monday! Shock horror. I actually felt really good for it and now that my crazy work life has settled down a bit - I'm really keen to gym it, spin it and PT it every week.

I'm definitely eating healthier meals - but all the extras too. I made a delicious thai chicken and butternut squash soup which I had today, with a roll and real butter (be still my beating heart). And a twirl. Oh, and a packet of special k crisps. Hey, at least they were special k and not McCoys.

I'm trying not to beat myself up about the food side of things too much - otherwise it's going to be a long and depressing six months ahead of me. I'm going to have to deal with this extra weight at some point (and the rest) but right now ain't the time.

It's probably not helping that I've got feck all to wear. There is no bump really to speak of - just some cake tummy - and the general overall weight that has gone on, which means everything is too tight. I've got about three things I'm wearing to work on rotation and that's about it. My skinny jeans have been well and truly relegated to the too small pile. Sad times.  I don't want to go shopping for maternity stuff just yet  though. It feels too soon! I hate not feeling good, or at least comfortable in my clothes. I'm going to have to give in soon. Gonna let it all hang out.