When I last posted I was still celebrating the jaw-dropping weight loss achieved last month. Things were certainly on the up. On Feb 1st I had my first meeting with the exercise referral team, which is how I found out how much weight I lost. I went home, blogged about it, popped to the shop for some celebratory booze then badly sprained my ankle in the early hours of 2nd Feb.
There’s a moral to that story, isn’t there?
As painful as it was, I’m glad it happened. After what was meant to be a few days to recover (and the blessing of our social worker) the children and I have packed our bags and moved back to the family home.
Already I’m noticing a difference in the children and myself. In Martin, too. The children are happier and for the first time in what seems like an age, sleep is refreshing again. Goldilocks is back in school at last and now that my ankle is almost healed I’m more active than I used to be.
Things have been so unsettled lately but our lives are on the up. Look out world, this housewife is making a comeback.