I stopped wearing flip flops about a month ago, maybe only a few weeks... At first things were ok. My husband seemed a little remote, but it was nothing really unusual. Then I guess I just lost the flow. I stopped drinking coffee. I started to sleep more... a lot more... and things just went downhill from there. I felt like I couldn't cope as well, with life. Then a couple of weeks ago everything derailed:
My sister in law has been quite sick in the hospital.
My other granny passed away suddenly at the age of 92.
Our family has had to make some changes like cutting off the premium cable channels, our phone line, and our penchant for eating out.
And... I had to cancel our trip to Hawaii.
All I can say is, "Damn those pale grey ballet flats!!!"
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