I'm exhausted, and I'm French (apparently)

I'm totally knackered. Too tired to do much blogging, or anything else really. There's lots of reasons - the very late night last Saturday, which I've never had a chance to catch up on, working full time again, and the stress of managing my life around that, the stress of it being a new job & learning everything, gettig to know everyone, making a good impression. I've not been sleeping too well. I never do when I'm stressed out. Plus I got my period yesterday, which was pretty much the last straw:-( I know that I'm really lucky that I don't have to go through this very often, but if I did, I'd probably be a candidate for medical intervention - it really hurts, makes me dead moody/emotionally unstable & wipes me out. So it's not the best time for me.

Although I'm watching something on the telly about why the Brits are all fat & unhealthy & the french are all thin & beautiful. Apparently I'm French, as I cook a proper meal out of ingrediants each day (nearly), we eat it all together as a family, around a table. We don't drive to school, and expect the kids to eat a piece of fruit or a yoghurt rather than a biscuit or choccy bar as a snack. I don't consider my lefestyle to be particulary onerous, unusual, or tbh, healthy!