Tempus Fugit…

Tempus fugit….

time flies

In the spirit of my making myself accountable to my lovely readers – here goes, stage 1 of reorganising my life!

After my wake-up call last week and the realisation that I need to get a grip, I have been thinking about the changes I need to make in my life. As  well as sorting out my food choices and exercise options I need to overhaul my working-at-home life too.

Back in the day when I worked in an office the days seemed long, and the weeks dragged. But my life did have structure and routine. For many years I longed to be in charge of my own destiny and dreamt of working at home.

Two years ago of course, the company I worked for obligingly gave me the opportunity to do just that!


It’s not as easy as I thought. There’s the dogs of course, they love having me home. And of course they need attention and a fuss. There is always washing to be done, and who knew that I enjoyed housework? My lovely Enjo business is helping with that! And Facebook calls constantly!

What am I trying to say is that I am frequently distracted. And my days fly by! I cannot believe how quickly time passes at home.

The other problem is that my lovely family and friends forget that although I am at home, I AM working! I need to remember to say no from time to time.

The end result of all of this is zero structure and routine. Which in turn means I am not efficient. And I will often find myself working in the evenings and at the weekend when I should be spending time with my lovely hubbie.

The other thing that this affects is my eating routine. When you work in an office lunch time is a welcome release. Time to get up from the desk, surf the net, talk to co-workers etc etc. Working from home means that lunch time often passes by unnoticed. Not good for maintaining good blood sugar levels.

I also have 4 businesses and a part time job that I need to stay on top off! So, this is something that I really need get sorted moving forward.

Of course the great joy of working for yourself is that you CAN choose what you do and when you do it. But you do have to do it!

The end result of all this is that I need to build structure and organization into my working life – it will reduce stress, ensure that I am earning money and it will help me as I move to improve my health and wellbeing.

So I have a plan! This is the start of my structured working life!

  • I will work a basic minimum 30 hour week – this may be made up of daytime and evening working given the nature of my businesses
  • I will eat at regular times EVERY day!
  • I will keep a record of my working hours
  • Mondays will be my planning and stay-at-home day

I am sure that this plan will need tweaking and adjusting but this is the first step. Here goes



Change is gonna come…

I had a bit of a wake-up call yesterday. At my annual diabetic eye screening appointment, I was told that I have diabetic retinopathy in both eyes. Not severe, but enough that I will probably have to have a more intense scan and more regular monitoring, that could lead to eye surgery if I don’t start taking better care of myself. I also have neuropathy in my feet, I actually had that prior to diagnosis, some 15 years ago, but recently I have been aware that it has progressed. I have also been feeling pretty naff for a few months, and in my heart I know it is due to poor control of my diabetes.

Back in 2001 when I was diagnosed, Type 2 diabetes seemed like the end of my world. I was going through the most stressful time in my life. My first marriage had broken up, with violence and nastiness. I had lost touch with many friends due to that situation. I was in loads of debt, on my own with a 6 year old, things at work were horrible. It was a very dark time. I knuckled down and took brave steps to deal with these problems. In 2000 I weighed over 25 stone. I lost 3 stone, started exercising more, did what I had to do to keep my home, went out and made new friends. And I took control of my blood sugar too. It was hard work but somehow I got through 3 very difficult years.

At the end of 2003 I met Nigel and things got a little easier. Like everyone, we have had our moments but we are best friends, support each other in everything and with Zoe have a brilliant little family. Zoe has grown into a beautiful, smart young woman, who has yet to realise quite how amazing she is, but has a bright future ahead of her. Following redundancy from that horrible stressful job I am now a reasonably successful entrepreneur with a small portfolio of businesses.

In the background of all of this has been my struggle with my weight. Many of you will have followed Project Penny when I was given a lot of help and support, blogged my way through another 3 stone weight loss and met some amazing people, some of whom are still in my life and supporting me.

Generally, we eat reasonably healthily, interspersed with spells of low carb or total gluttony, like many people. Sometimes I exercise, sometimes I don’t. I will be going along quite happily, feeling well, losing a few pounds, and then for some reason I lose focus. There is still work related stress in my life, I don’t earn as much money as I used to, I stress about Zoe who has her own battle with Type 1 diabetes to contend with. I worry when Nigel is tired from working long hours. Bereavement, the dogs bring 2 inches of mud in the house, the sun is shining, its cloudy, its cold…you get the picture. Interestingly stress does not have me reaching for chocolate and cake. When I am stressed I stop eating. But then when I get hungry I reach for toast. Bread is my downfall. It’s easy, quick, delicious and just like shoveling sugar into my mouth!

I had big plans for May. I have been investing in myself a little more. Getting some coaching, reading more inspirational stuff. Reconnecting with some inspirational people. I planned a new way of eating with the support of my lovely friend Dee who has turned her nutritional life around in the last couple of years. But, as always, something got in the way. Major issue leading to a couple of worrying weeks so everything went on hold yet again.

success is not final

But. There is never a right time. There will always be another problem, another distraction. Yesterday reminded me that sometimes you need to just do it.

I am a wife, a mother, a daughter and a friend. For all of those reasons and many more I need to get my act together. Diabetes is a silent killer. I will be 58 in August. Recently Nigel and I have determined where we want to be and have started working towards it. I need to be well and healthy to enjoy the life we have planned, and to be there for Zoe as she works out what she wants and goes for it.

I know for any major life change to be successful I need to plan. So I am digging myself out of my ostrich stance with my head in the sand. I need to see the doctor; I need to start making small changes before tackling the major plan. June will be the month that I had planned May to be.

None of this will work without support and this is where you lot come in lovely readers. I am going to blog my way through this, with honesty and humour I hope. I would love to hear your stories, welcome your support and need your encouragement. I will be blogging a little most days, to keep myself on the straight and narrow, make myself accountable. I promise I will try not to be boring! 🙂

I’m doing it!

change is gonna come