Dear Friends,
I thought yesterday was a
good day. It certainly started well; a nutritious breakfast, a vigorous workout
session, a healthy lunch, a fun movie and an uplifting blog posting, laced with
gratitude! But then, at around three o’clock, something snapped. I’m not sure
exactly what, but I know it did!
A whole box of cookies, a
large bag of chips, a tub of yogurt and a tablet of chocolate later, I still
hadn’t solved the mystery. At first, I thought perhaps the idea of displacing
myself again had distressed me. After all, moving to Cobourg is not as easy and cheap
as one might think. Then, I thought maybe the array of paint chips I’d picked up at Benjamin Moore had overwhelmed me (I can’t decide what colour to stare at, for the rest of my
life). It was only around dinnertime (yes, I still needed to eat something)
that I recognized the culprit! The weather had destroyed my willpower to stay
away from the three deadly S’s, sugar, salt and starch! Due to the poor driving
conditions, all my plans had fallen through. My granddaughters didn't come
for a visit; I couldn’t take the bus to my friend’s and of course, scouting Iranian stores
in north end of the city was definitely out of the question. Furthermore, I found something very unsettling about seven o’clock at night, daylight and
snowstorm, all in the same window frame.
It might not be the job, the
fragile health, or the shattered nerves, that are pushing me into retirement,
but the damn weather! I’m not sure how today (extreme cold alert) will unfold, but
I think I’m going to launch a lawsuit against my ex-husband, for bringing me
to this godforsaken climate!
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