Bad morning - not with my diet, but with my patience. Its running low, and at the risk of sounding like a really horrible and ungrateful person, I have to have a moan somewhere. Lots of you have lost parents and I feel guilty for wishing I could lose mine - for a little while anyway. I know they are old, I know they are pre dementia, I've worked with dementia for 14 yrs, I can see the signs. This morning, my father is on the "this MUST happen today" mood, wanting me to phone people, do things, most of them unnecessary, and now, I find out, he's going into "secretive" mode ax well, hiding his new bank card (he left his in a local card machine last week- didn't tell me for three days, nothing taken luckily) . Sorry this is off topic and a ramble, but I feel like I'm among friends.
This MUST NOT spoil my diet. Eating against it will not make me feel better, ease tension, or help in any way . Moaning to you lot does help. So, thank you to anyone reading this, and to anyone else just delete my comments, but everybody feel proud to have been part of my DONT BINGE OUT OF FRUSTRATION campaign.
Love you all xxx