Dodged A Soggy Bullet

We woke to the good news this morning that the Murrumbidgee River didn't peak as high as was feared last night and much of central Wagga was spared. North Wagga and East Wagga weren't so lucky and there are reports of 240 homes inundated with water reaching the roofs of some places. We had more rain ourselves overnight but it's stopped now.

I wish there was something we could do to help the people affected but I daresay there will be a flood relief fund established, especially for those who had no insurance, possibly because they were uninsurable due to their proximity to flood prone river banks.

I did a Satay Chicken recipe last night out of an old Syms book. I was quite happy with it but would probably tweak it a bit next time. I think Phill is not too happy with the smaller portion sizes, but I bulk up his plate with extra vegies and I don't think he's missing out, he could stand to lose about fifty kgs at least so it won't hurt him. I watched Josh walk down from school yesterday to where I was waiting in the car and he has definitely lost some weight. He is getting taller too which helps but we're all eating better with a lot less fat. I am serving up one meal only at night now, no pandering for fussy tastes any more. If they eat it they eat it, I don't say anything, I've done my duty by serving up a healthy fresh hot dinner each night and that's where it ends, especially with Emily. She is so ill mannered that I won't go to any trouble for her now. I am happy to make Josh a hot breakfast before school, he usually prefers a one egg omelette cooked with cooking spray and with 25g of low fat cheese. Better than no breakfast at all, and he's so sweet and appreciative of anything I do for him.

I had a good day yesterday, got everything done in the house, I was glad that Phill was sulking over something or other, like a petulant child, and he stayed out here in the tv room pretty much all day. By the time he surfaced I'd cooked and served dinner, fed the animals, put the bins out and taken in the washing and folded and put it away. He's going to Melbourne tomorrow thank goodness. The strain between us is palpable because I just can't pretend anymore and he's going to have to get used to it. I'm not going anywhere, not in the short term anyway. I've tried to communicate to him what my grievances are but he chooses to not want to discuss or compromise. But he's just a bully, and bullies are cowards. I think it's unsettling him that I am not intimidated by him anymore and am just getting on and doing my own thing, and quite happily too. He'll get over it.

I was proud of myself yesterday too, nobody would come for a walk with me, I was like the Little Red Hen, nobody would help me bake the bread. So I put on my runners and swallowed my nerves and just went out and pounded the pavement for a good half hour, and I felt so good when I got back. I have lost so much confidence, it's amazing what we can allow ourselves to become. Baby steps, I will get back what I've lost (and lose what I've gained!) I couldn't even eat all my points yesterday, but I'm not worried. As long as I eat them most days and listen to my body all will be well. I have so much more energy and just feel...........well. I sleep like a baby, and Phill isn't snoring so badly now he's not getting drunk every night.

I got a cheap piece of beef roast yesterday so I'm going to make pulled spicy beef in the slow cooker for tacos and burritos tonight.

NB I posted this on my kitchen blog in error.  Pat I will just copy and paste your comment in here if that is okay.