MRI Mondays, Tuesday Checks and Wednesday Waa's

So Monday I had what I think was my first MRI. I honestly don't remember whether I had one last time I did my knee - I think that was more of an X-ray situation....? Eh, don't quote me on it, it was all a blur.
I think because I had never had one before, I had a bad sleep wondering what it would be like, stressing ever so slightly about the results - even though I bloody well know the answer. Seriously brain, what the heck??
It was fine. Apart from stripping off and putting on a crepe gown and going into a room that was cold and then having to lie still for 20 minutes while a jack hammer went off around you as it scanned away. Totally fine.
It actually was super fuss-free and easy, so that was great, and the folks there were awesome. I was done and dusted by half nine! It left me a full day to go and get some basic shopping done (I am in the need for a quiche and have so many eggs, so the stars all aligned!) and then come back to get some puppy cuddles in and apply for job after job.
That is such a soulless process, I think. Exhausting too, constantly talking yourself up, pitching the best sides of you for which ever job you're going for, and then sending it out into the interwebs to be judged, and most likely be found wanting. Good times.

Then Tuesday, I headed off to the sports doc to find out the MRI results came back saying my knee still looked intact o.O Wtf. The doc was pretty confident in ignoring the results though, given my experience and his own judgment on what he could feel, so then I got a surgeon referral. Two more hours and I walked out, having booked a date for my second ACL reconstruction on my right knee. A little bit of terror about the surgery, a lot of terror about the money, and the headache began to build.

And now it's Wednesday. I still have the headache even though I talked it all out with my partner. Fun fact: I get stress headaches. If you have any suggestions about how to deal with them, I'm all ears.

So here we are. Counting down til the 20th September, earning whatever I can in the meantime in bit jobs, applying for a million others, and hopefully, hopefully, finding something with a mid-October start date.

Sneaky Eatings

Who else eats things they shouldn't? More importantly, when they shouldn't? AND HIDES IT????

Tonight, my partner cooked an amazing meal - Shepherd's pie. Love love love it-  mince meat with veggies, topped by a creamy mash with a sprinkling of cheese that got crispy in the oven...mm-mmm Ate my portion - a standard size - as did he...and was still starving after. I find that when it is cold, I definitely eat far more than I should, and when I am bored or sitting in front of the tv, I do it some more.

Tonight? I held out.

Till he went to basketball. Then I ate an entire BAG of honey soy chicken chips, a large homemade choc chip cookie, and on his return, we put some little Nanna's apricot pies in the oven for 'dessert'. My third dessert, by this stage.

Eep. I think now is when I start really assessing how I use my days and put a plan in place. I need to get back into a gym habit. Start one, even, since I didn't have a super great one to begin with. And eat better - find healthier snacks and have them quick to hand.




Not going to lie though, I really did enjoy those chips.

Dog days and winter beaches

Can we just take a moment on this meant-to-be-stormy day and appreciate that sun? And then, another moment to appreciate dogs on the beach in said winter sun? Nothing makes me happier than seeing this pup legging it across the sand and seaweed, stretching his legs and going absolutely mental at the freedom of it all. And the sand between his paws. He sleeps so sounds after and wears a silly grin the entire time. I didn't realise how much I missed having a dog in the home til we got him.
NB: the dog he's chasing in the first photo was a friend's dog ;)

Well here we are. Two weeks into being unemployed - at least in any sort of permanent way. Please help me hold the terror at bay. I think the only reason I am not out and out panicking yet is because I have been working one day a week at my old high school library (thank you, oh best friend of mine) and also have a car-parking gig for the Royal Adelaide Show in a few weeks time. No clue how many hours, but some money is better than none. End of September though....that's when I will freak if nothing else comes up.

I have been pretty flatchat since leaving my full time job though - I spent the past two weeks catching up with friends who I feel I've neglected since beginning in the doomed position, having a couple of interviews (for the same job, but still waiting to hear back), getting sorted for my sister's 30th (the biggest bash we've thrown in a while and only thanks to Mum and Dad did it all come together), dealing with my dog's persistent eyelashes-in-the-eye problem, AND then dealing with car crashes... Then can we also make special mention that as of two night's ago, a likely torn ACL. Brilliant.

But anyway. Unemployment. With who knows what on the horizon and so many possibilities for me to explore - I genuinely can't wait to get started! This (gestures at the blog) is part of it. I've been wanting to make a proper go of this blog for a while so finally, I'm committing. Not like the half arsed attempt I made at the start of the year. This time I'm all in. AND with all this time now on my hands (excluding the hour plus each day I'm giving myself to job hunt), it means I can actually focus on writing my book. It would be nice to finish it before I'm 33...