Snapshot

Sometimes I crave alone-ness. It happens a lot these days. A snapshot of today has me sitting at a messy desk on top of unfolded clothes on my chair. My unmade bed (with beautiful new duvet) in the middle of gigantic yet normal mess: papers, clothes, left over food containers, rocks, empty shopping bags and wrapping, content overflowing, half unwrapped, sometimes thrown back in the bag and hooked to door handle for returns that inevitably miss their deadline. There is a subdued smell that I despise but live with.

My body shows the same signs of neglect. My face gets no skin care, my unruly hair is pulled in a pony tail and kept back with bobby pins.

BUT, signs of change to come is evident :). I have loudly and clearly claimed due payment for the overtime that i have done and due salary raise too. This will make me feel better instantly - if the response is significant. The person who listened heard me and understood me. In itself, this makes me feel better. I had to do this.

Enough about work. I can start slowly integrating exercise to my days and limiting the calorie intake. I can care about my condo that's coming. I can start being happy and in love with life. Yes I can :).

Having more hours for myself makes a good, big, difference. It is indeed a quick fix.

Amourx.