This is a post I wrote two/three weeks ago.....finally feel able to post it. Sorry I fell off the radar but it was too hard to write about stuff.
Well during the weekend I managed to get control of my eating, and as of today (Tues 5.00am) I am down to 122.6kg. I even managed to eat fish and chips on Sunday about 6.00pm, which was just as well as after 7.00pm I havent really felt like eating...
On Sunday, hubby and me went to visit the place my Dad lived for the last 10 years (he managed a camp ground) and it was a little hard emotionally as it has been two months since my Dad died, but it was so nice to be out there as it is incredibly peaceful. We spent a lot of time out there as a family.
Here we are at one of our Annual Easter Egg Hunt from a couple of years ago (They truly are more like a hike!)
So after we arrived home Sunday evening, we received a call with the news that hubby's friend had died.
Neither of us slept that night. I cannot even fathom the pain for his family. He had been friends with hubby's family for so long, he even used to call hubby's mum on a regular basis. He was best man at our wedding and honestly I can't stop crying, a bad year for us.
We spent two weeks in the UK, attended hubby's friends funeral, visited my Dads family and despite all the eating out/over eating I came back about a kilo lighter.