Life Update: I ate too much and I can’t breathe…

I ate my usual food. Ate little bit of food which I was cooking for dad (he isn’t well) and then I ate whatever whoever was eating. Big family is my excuse to be fat.

But when I was living alone I would say living alone is my excuse of overeating.

I  think I’m always looking for excuse to eat. 

Maybe it’s a winter thing.

Omg this time winter here is brutal…for us.

Lowest temperature was 9° C

For a lot of you it’s like spring but this sends us into hypothermia. Literally everybody is getting sick. 

Next month onwards my life’s going to be crazy busy and here I’m just a frozen chicken, buried in blanket most of the day. 

I get out to get food.

I REALLY NEED TO SLOW DOWN ON FOOD THIS IS DANGEROUS.

Needless to say I’m gaining weight because frozen chickens can’t workout. 

I am doing excel course covering 1 week’s lectures in a day. I love courcera 

Then will start jobs hunt, interview preps and all.

Suddenly I feel like I have to do a lot of things and I have very little time but isn’t it how I feel almost all the time.

I had to edit my book. It’s a constant open tab that gets ignored constantly.

I have come up with a plan. I am trying to make a favorite bloggers/writers list. There are few blog friends who are closely following and engaging. And then there are friends I don’t think ever even visited my blog.

They all are in the same list so when I go to reader I’m trying to catchup with all of them. Which is kinda unfair to me and the friends who are here for me, because I have limited energy and time.

Better use it on people who care.

Well.

We celebrated dad’s birthday today, which was few days back. We had to drag him out of bed to cut the cake. It was a good day. But I’m exhausted.

And a little disappointed with my plants who are going through identity crisis. Will talk about it some other day.

These days I’m struggling with something. I had to leave behind a lot of stuff (actually most of my stuff) when I moved.

Sometimes I miss those possessions. Especially the ones that were gifted to me by my loved ones.

I try to tell myself I can buy those back and those were just objects.

But I don’t know. 

I recently broke my favorite mug that I have been my third kidney for last few years and brought with me packed in so many papers and it just broke when I blindly bumped into the table … like I do 😦

These are things and shouldn’t hurt but sometimes they do.

I can act like losing things don’t bother me but I’m a human and want to stay that way.

Well.

That’s all for now.

Have a nice day.

take care 🙂

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