Holy hell, it’s been a journey.
I started my Living Below the Line challenge on Friday the 1st of December, having spent part of that week preparing for my challenge.
Waking up and going to feed the cat that morning, my first action would have been to put the kettle on and making myself a cup of tea.
Tea, milk and sugar/sweetener were just out of the question for my budget so I just had good old tap water. I know it is a first world problem as the tap water is safe to drink but it just tastes blergh in our area. Thank goodness at both my workplaces we have filtered water. So I could bring my trusty water bottle and fill her up.
Friday and Saturday morning have been the hardest parts of the challenge physically. Friday night I fell asleep watching stuff with Husband and I never do. Saturday I wanted to dash for the bus to get to work, but found I had to walk as I simply didn’t have the energy. I could and still can feel my mood really diving as well.
Saturday however I was at work and we had an open day there, and to say thanks my employer provides all staff work help out that day with a free lunch. This stuff. THIS STUFF! Just heaven sent! And could have tea as well as they provide free hot drinks for staff who are staffing stalls on site! Yess!
People have been so generous to me, offering me food and offering me leftovers and offering to buy me drinks. But I have been reluctant to accept because I feel it undermines the challenge and the idea behind it. It does go to show though how people who live like this, probably have to rely on their friends and family a lot to be able to just survive.
I did accept the food given to me at work on Saturday as it is a benefit provided to its employees for working there.
At the end of the day, any food that is left over, is thrown out as the date is quite short. So I went over and asked as Catering were packing up, to ask if I could please have any sandwiches they were throwing out.
Those sandwiches were gifts of pure gold. They have kept me going as they provide just something of substance and more importantly, meat. And calories.
I have tried to restrict myself to have one sandwich a day just to keep me going. It has been cold this week so keeping warm has been a challenge. Normally I would have hot drinks to keep me going but can’t do that right now as no money for any.
The hand blender from my sister in laws’s family has been so useful as I can blend anything I want into soup.
There have been some bumps in the road.
I did not expect my mood to change so suddenly. I feel my patience is thinner what is normally is and I have to pep talk myself more as I get cross about trivial things.
Also, Husband didn’t realise whose loaf was whose so when I came home on Saturday night I realised he’d had FOUR of my bread pieces to make his lunch.
But I have learnt as I have gone through with it. For example, to have dinner ready BEFORE going to work in the morning, as you will be hangry when you get in. It’s no fun standing there fizzling while your rice boils.
I wonder what the rest of the challenge will bring?
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