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Shuffling the deck...

I know I keep harping on this, but you know, big changes tend to mean more big changes and that always means I harp on.

So, with Robbie becoming a gypsy, and leaving me stranded here in the mundane to survive the horrors of sameness all on my own, I've had to find a way to cope.

So, to cope, I've basically just shuffled up the deck and rearranged my life a bit - hey, he can't be the only one getting to experience something new!

As of today, I'm back on public transport. Well, not all the time, but a lot more than I was before. This is a massive step for me because of the agoraphobia I've struggled with for years. My post the other day about facing fears head on got me thinking about the fears I have kind of been shying away from in recent years. Going out on my own is a big one. I mean, I do still do it, but not nearly as much as I used to. So, today I took the busses to get to Uni instead of letting the Grumpy Old Man drive me. I wasn't completely on my own. Mr16 took the first bus with me, because, well, it's on his way - though honestly, he's been riding in the car with us for about a year now. He was ecstatic to be riding the bus again. That is his preferred mode of transport to and from school. So much so, that he was totally cool about go to the bus stop with his cane wielding mum. Mr14 was a bit miffed that he hadn't been invited along, I promised him tomorrow, but then I realised I will be car-ing it tomorrow because I have an appointment first thing somewhere other than Deakin.

I also determined to regularly take a packed lunch so that, a) I didn't starve to death and b) I would be more likely to stay at work until 5pm, rather than going home earlier because I hit 3pm and suddenly was STARVING.

What else?

Oh yeah, I've started working with my office door open. Which means not playing music or singing. I can get my music fix on the bus, I guess. I'll just have to torture the family more with my singing. The point of leaving the office door open is to, hopefully, meet more people on my floor. Unfortunately, all the other HDRs I know to speak to, except one, are on the floor above. So, I really need to make more of an effort to meet more people on this floor.

The added benefit of working with the door open is that I am more likely to actually work, than goof off, because firstly I'm not singing - as I've grown older I've found I am not really able to sing and work at the same time because I get so involved with singing I just forget to work - and secondly, people can see what I'm doing, so I feel just that little bit more accountable.

I'm back to wearing my Fitbit all the time now, and of course, I'm back on LCHF, though I will tell you, I gave up on the bulletproof coffee because I honestly just couldn't stomach it. I have discovered something new though. Double cream cream (I think the double might be in saying cream twice), mixed with a bit of instant coffee, to give it a coffee flavour, and the I add berries. Oh My God! Yum! And it's higher fat than yogurt, so bonus all round.

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