How time flies when life gets in the way.

I also turned thirty. I know I should be quaking in my boots about this, although I'm not really sure why. I'm not. Husband took me to London to celebrate. I had a ball!! We toured, we shopped, we ate. I gained four pounds. Sadly it wasn't a financial gain, Slimming World was forgotten about! I fell in love with Covent Garden and Camden. So many markets, so little time! Why are there only twenty fours hours in a day?!? So unfair!  

Christmas and New Year's came and went in the usual fashion. Presents, too much food, not enough money, too many bills, disagreements and tension. Also we are still waiting on Santy. If you ask BB if Santy came, she replies, 'no, not yet'. Having turned two in November, she doesn't fully grasp the idea yet. She was expecting Santy to be sitting on the couch to give her presents when she woke up. Hmm. 

Oh, I also ended up in hospital on New Year's Day with severe pain. I had a bursting appendix, an ovarian cyst, an infection in an unknown location and a CT scan. In the end, after spending two and a half days been pumped full of pain relief and antibiotics, I was declared cured and sent home, mystery infection gone. Considering the crisis the hospital was in and having spent my time there on a corridor with no privacy, I do have to say that the nursing staff could not have been nicer. They apologised often for not having a bed for me and were very attentive. They were understaffed, under pressure and frustrated but they were professional, caring and dignified. If only there were more of you and the government would listen. 

So it's safe to say my year hasn't gotten off to the best start but it is a new year. I'm not really sure where it's going to take me or what happens next. Hopefully, I'll find more time to blog, lose those four pounds from London, and take control of my health. I’m going to try my best to have a good year. 

Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm also in the middle of a mid/quarter life crisis or whatever those things are called. You know the whole who am I and what's my purpose thingy. But not to worry Husband has a plan! Yep Husband has been thinking. Maybe I should worry...