New Year New Me – March Promises

Well, what can I say? February was a load of poo, to put it politely.  I’m trying to figure out how my resolutions would work in my current situation.

So how did I do last month? Not very well since I am now living in a 2 bed flat for the homeless. I can hardly even remember what they are!

Lose weight – Try not to use food as a crutch in the coming months.
Save money – More important than ever. Spend as little as possible to make sure that when I actually get a house I will be able to furnish it.
Learn to drive – On hold for now.
Be more organised – I suppose it’s easier to do once you’ve lost almost everything – should I be able to “lol” at this?
Do up the house – Try and source some beds, sofas etc. The kids might enjoy mattresses on the floor, but I don’t.

I would add a linky widget or some images but I’m using my phone for the foreseeable future so I can’t.

I appreciate every message of support – honestly it’s keeping me going!

Thank you.

Knackered Housewife x

Food Addiction Won’t Make You Happy

Yet again I find myself reaching into the biscuit tin, mindlessly munching away while my mind is clearly elsewhere. My name is Lauren and I am a comfort eater. I was a comfort smoker once upon a time and I’ve drowned my sorrows aplenty too. For some reason my body thinks the best reaction to stress of the mind is to counteract it by giving the body stress in the form of cigarettes, alcohol and artery-clogging junk food. I know that I am not alone. How many times do you see people soothing a broken heart with a large glass of Chardonnay with Ben & Jerry’s on the side?

Now that I’m on a diet I find the comfort food ever more alluring. Kids not listening?Biscuits while hiding in the bathroom so I don’t have to share. Partner in a huff?Chocolate scavenged from the Christmas stock we bought when the big tins were only £3.50. Had a hard day in general? Pizza, Indian, Chinese.

It would be easier if these foods weren’t so delicious but since that’s not going to change any time soon, I know the change will have to come from within. The problem is once I’ve had those first few mouthfuls I think “Oh no! My diet is ruined! Why do I even bother?”then engage in a calorie free-for-all. What I really should be doing is taking lessons from when I quit smoking two years ago.

For the first week I had to have one cigarette before bed, even though I was wearing a nicotine patch. It didn’t matter that I hadn’t smoked all day and technically didn’t need the nicotine, it was that last cigarette of the day that made me go “Ahhhh… I’m ready for bed now”. Many smokers struggling to quit would have gone back to the cigarettes after the first one but I carried on trying. Slowly, I stopped needing the “last one”.

After a few days without the cigarettes I had an argument with a family member. I stormed outside dramatically and rolled myself a cigarette without even thinking about it. I was MAD. I NEEDED a cigarette to calm me down. That’s just the way it is. I smoked it and… nothing. I still felt angry, sad and everything between. The connection between smoking and happiness was gone and with it went my addiction.

Sometimes people fail but that doesn’t mean we’re finished. Failures are just hiccups, bumps in the road to success. The sooner I can apply that to the food I eat, the happier my waistline will be.

Knackered Housewife x