u/zombiepiesatemyshoe

So if we could all just bring in our washing and be more mindful of the apparent schedule that would be great...

I live in a four in a block in Scotland and we all have our own spacious gardens separated by 6ft fences and with that we all have our own washing line. (No shared appliances either)

I was hanging out my second washing of the day and this lovely lady (who is a highly trained, entitled, dumb as a stump. Nurse) stomped up to the fence to demand I bring my washing in as I am a "inconsiderate arsehole and (hers) would take longer to dry now!!"

My reply of "It's hotter than Satan's ass crack today, I think we'll be fine." Was apparently too much for her to handle and she screamed she'll be phoning the landlord to complain.

She is entirely serious.

(She complains about everyone in the street so at this point her ridiculous complaints are only hurting herself)

*I originally posted in neighbours from hell, but thought it fits this sub too.

So if we could all just bring in our washing and be more mindful of the apparent schedule that would be great...

I live in a four in a block and we all have our own spacious gardens separated by six ft fences and with that we all have our own washing line. (No shared appliances either)

I was hanging out my second washing of the day and this lovely lady stomped up to the fence to demand I bring my washing in as I am a "inconsiderate arsehole and (hers) would take longer to dry now!!"

My reply of "It's hotter than Satan's ass crack today, I think we'll be fine." Was apparently too much for her to handle and she screamed she'll be phoning the landlord to complain.

She is entirely serious.

(She complains about everyone in the street so at this point her ridiculous complaints are only hurting herself)

*apologies if this is a bit difficult to read/follow I'm dyslexic.

I (F35 - 5'9) started working with my mental health dietitian in march. I am very grateful to have her help and guidance as she is very realistic with goals and understands just how difficult the day to day can be when I'm having an episode.

My start weight was 311.7. I am consistently losing 2lbs a week and so far I'm down to 292.7

The problem I'm facing is I just feel very meh about it. There has been no jumping up and down excitement or even a well that's cool. Just meh.

She was surprised I was so nonchalant when I got to under 300 and wrote it down on a piece of paper for me to look at so hopefully the good feelings would hit, but it just hasn't. I don't really understand it, I know I'd feel disappointed if I didn't lose anything but I really don't feel excited/proud yet.

I also don't feel like I'm missing out on anything or can't have certain foods, my daily calories is extremely high (2040) and I eat between 1500-2000 a day, so it's not food restriction that's making me feel this way, I've also not made drastic changes - just small manageable ones like I've started counting calories, weighing out my food, swapped crisps for baked crisps, juice for water, coffee for skinny coffee etc I've also started indoors cycling for an hour a day. I really do want to feel happy about my progress, but the happy feeling just isn't there.

When did you start to feel excited/happy with your progress? Was it the first lb? The first 10lb? Or was it later when you hit 50lb down. I'm just looking to hear from others who either felt happy straight away or people who didn't feel as excited as they thought they would.

I'm really hoping that I'll eventually start to feel proud of my progress, but it would definitely help to hear from others.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.