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.
XOXO
UPDATE: Meeting never gree finish oh, this is 3 hours on.... God help me this week
