It is raining here. I still cannot get past the fact that we are in the middle of summer and I am stuck inside! The rain depresses me. I feel like I am trapped!
J (hubby) feels sorry for me. He can see my frustration at not being able to get out and do anything. He has watched me over the past few days gorge the comfort foods and polish off a couple of bottles of wine.
"You will regret that next week" J calls across the kitchen as I open yet another packet of tim tams.
"Most likely" I scowl as I begin to savour that melt in the mouth taste.
I walk down the hallway after my fix to wash the traces of the melted obscenity on my fingers. I glance at myself in the mirror. My body has changed in so many ways. I twist and turn taking in the image before me, sighing as I see I still have such a long way to go. I play with my hair, pulling it into different styles, wishing I had kept my hair longer. I take a closer look at my face, it appears tired and aged.
The rain is slowly clearing. Tomorrow is a new day!