Yesterday I went to see a friend who had recently lost her dad in tragic circumstances. As I walked into the house, I met her mum finishing off a meal complete with an apple and a bottle of coke. Nothing unusual one might add, but my first thought was how can this woman who has just lost her beloved hubby eat like this? While watching BBA for that matter!!!. After a few moments I wondered why I had such thoughts, I mean is she supposed to starve herself because her hubby had passed away? Then I realised that these are the kind of thoughts that one has after being rubbed off from interactions with archaic cultures and traditions. What really has become of me? LOL Is this old age?
In other news yours truly took a road walk yesterday. I probably walked 5km at the least. I’m still feeling the pain in my legs. I hope I can keep this up, I really dislike the way I pant even after shedding some of the kg. And I’m certainly not keen on buying any bigger dress sizes. I suspect clothes manufacturers intentionally make all the fine fine ladies clothes in small sizes :D
The year is winding down so quickly. I’m trying to plan for 2015 early enough. Not sure I did a good job with my plans and projections for this year… One achievement is that I finally seem* to have a grasp on minimal quarrelling with my spouse. Mind over matter really works :D!!! To all the new wives, don’t sweat the small stuff with your man, there’s no point and there are more important things to sweat ;)
Let me concentrate on this meeting I’m sitting in.
UPDATE: Meeting never gree finish oh, this is 3 hours on.... God help me this week