The Māori KETO-nic

I am annoyed but not surprised 

I have put on a little bit of weight.  It is a stupid amount, less than 500gms but that is besides the point, for the first time since starting the KETO it is the first time the scale has gone in the other direction.  But as I previously stated.  It is not a surprise.  
I have been down for about a week and when I am down everything about my life seems to narrow to the passing of time and little else.  I kept forgetting to fill in the food diary for the first time since starting, luckily my son, the all knowing Tamati, has an eidetic memory (yes like Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory, so does Nathan by the way)  he could recall every meal we've had for months probably years.  (I wonder what that particular skill was intended for) 
So, the most positive thing I can say about the week is I got through it and am firmly on the other side.  
I also noticed that since I've lost weight I have found wrinkles I had a significant weight loss last week, a damn sight more than I expected, but honestly, I woke up that morning and looked into the mirror and it was as if an Incubus sucked the life juices (yeah I know that sounds a bit icky) out of me during the night.  
This "down-ness thing is my own fault of course.  It is because of the Netflix and the social medias consequently the active avoidance of going to sleep at a reasonable time.  This wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have a pathological need to have coffee with my husband before he does to work every morning.  
I am also not getting outside enough to stick my hands in dirt .  I swear, ten minutes out in a sunny garden is worth all the perfumes of Arabia (sorry, Shakespeare quote in wrong context from Scottish play, sorry sorry, sorry)
I also ate sugar the other day and I am so so SO pissed off with myself about it.   I felt socially compelled to do it because I didn't want to be that sad arse wanky person who says 'Sorry, I know you spent all day creating that magnificent brownie that you only cook when the moon is in the seventh house and Jupiter aligns with mars but I can't possibly can't eat that.'  I can't do it, every Maori gene in me is mortified at the idea. 
So, I am not enjoying food at the moment.  All it is doing is fulfilling its job of stuffing me with wadding when I get really hungry and honestly most of the time I am hungry because I am bored.  
Also I am doing a lot of lying around, feeling miserable and that doesn't help.  But this is my reaction to change, and there are massive changes happening in my life right now, and I have no control over any of them so it is a case of "stop being a wuss and move forward"