Do you ever have those days when all you want to do is tell someone that you don't give a flying f*** that their left leg has fallen off and that their mouse has returned back to the family after 7 weeks away on an all expenses paid holiday - or such like?  I do!  I have days when I just want to disappear into my own little world and not want to be bothered by anyone else.

Lately, I've felt like that alot.  All I want is my own little bubble with me and Dave in it, excluding everyone else.  Not because I don't care about them, not because I don't want to see them or hear from them, but just because now isn't the right time.  I get cross when people make assumptions about me - both wrongly and rightly, when they are about areas of my life they know nothing about.  This seems to happen to me alot, and I don't know why.  But I'm a polite sort of girl with some sensitivity, and I haven't the heart to say "Look!  Just hang on!  This is none of your business, and this is something about me that you know nothing about, so just butt out! ok?"  I don't know why it's bothering me so much, but at the moment it is.  I know that I am slowly starting to disassociate myself from certain activities, and look to move forwards taking with me those things that are important and leaving behind the things that used to be important but which aren't any more. 

I have this constant feeling of frustration, that I'm missing something important and vital, but I can't put my finger on what it is.  I wonder whether I try to hold on to the old instead of letting go - but what does that mean?  What do I need to do to move on? 

There is a theory that somehow your life changes every 7 years - I suppose it's a bit of a seven year itch.  Well, this summer I hit 35 - that's a multiple of 7... when I hit 28, I lost alot of weight (which I'm now trying to lose again!).  At 21, I became my own person while at uni, stepping out from the shadows of a very prominent brother and sister.  At 14, I realised that I had confidence, that I didn't need to spend my life being afraid of bullies, because I was cleverer and better than them - even if they could run faster than me!  At the age of 7, I wouldn't have noticed any change!  So, maybe this is it... maybe I am getting to stage where I want to change aspects of my life.  However, before you all start worrying, that is NOT to change mine and Dave's relationship, which is just fine and lovely and loving and comfortable.

So guys, if you don't hear from me via text or e-mail or phone call for a while then please just give me time while I try to work out what I'm doing in my life.  I'll get the answer soon - something will happen and all will fall into place.  I'm so sure of it.

Oh, me and MR Fitbug are still good friends.  Mr Fitbug  has upped my aerobic walking to 5600 steps this week, I've done around 6700 aerobic steps, and way over 10000 steps a day generally.  (today I'm already on 14267)  My weight loss is pretty slow - I reckon just over 4lbs - but my cm loss is going well, and I am able to pack all my summer clothes from last year.

We're off to France on Tuesday - will be away for a couple of weeks.  We're so lucky that the neighbours are always around to keep an eye on the place - herb lane is a fab place to live.

Take care all. xxxx