It’s 1.20pm on a Thursday afternoon when legitimately I don’t have a huge amount to do, yet for some reason I am incredibly stressed out with a very frayed temper.  It’s mostly because the house is a huge mess.  Like seriously a mess.  What’s weird is it’s relatively clean, just that there’s stuff everywhere.  Envelopes, clean clothes to be put away, electric chargers and cables, books, moisturiser, cat fluff, pegs (?!) and dishes needing doing.  When I lived at home I lived like that quite happily every day in my room, and I’ve never considered myself a neat freak, so why is this sending me over the edge?

When I did weight watchers they sent me weekly e-newsletters.  One of them said that the messier your home, the messier your diet.  When I read that all that time ago it really gave me pause for thought.  Maybe that’s why I’m more conscious of my house being messy, though there is a silver lining.  Normally this situation would have sent me to the biscuit tin every time I passed for “energy” (isn’t it funny how we validate things?) but today I’ve not had anything of the sort!  I had my breakfast at 8am, and I’m about to make myself a small pasta dish with lots of tomato sauce and herbs for taste so then I’m getting a small portion of carbs for energy, but some fruit portion too!

On that carbs note (sorry - new tangent imminent!) I have found with a lot of diets they restrict carbs to before 5 or 6pm.  I understand why - you’re less likely to use them after that time so they get stored as fat.  However, I find this totally unrealistic for my lifestyle.  When I’m at uni or at work, I’m often not back home till after 6pm so my tea (dinner) is usually at the earliest an hour after that; and that’s if I cook as soon as I get in.  But normally I like to come home, have a shower, some juice or hot chocolate and a sit down to unwind a little before I even think about cooking.  If it’s the boyfriend’s turn to cook I might get it earlier, but if it’s mine it just has to wait.  Maybe I should be organising it better, making things the night before and storing it or something like that, but I’m quite fussy in my tastes - I like to make what I’m in the mood for, not eat something because I have to.  Maybe I’m a bit weird though.  And now I’m craving chilli con carne…….

On a side note, writing this has helped me calm down a lot!  So thanks for reading through my rambles!