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The red shoes story hits far too close to home for me. I was reading more of it last night and I of course had to stop.

So sneaking things that you need when your life is not fulfilling is a bad thing? Wow.

Anyway, I am sick. I haven't been working because last week and this week is the Anna Stewart Memorial Project. If you don't know what that is, it is a mentoring project for women in unions in memorial of Anna Stewart, who was an amazing union organiser.

It has been very rewarding and I still have a week left of it. I've already met some pretty amazing women too. I am very grateful for the opportunity to participate in this.

Did I mention I ate cake for breakfast?

The excuse is Friday was Mr. ralph's 30th and his mum's neighbour made this amazing cake and sent us 3 pieces last night. I ate half of one last night and Mr. ralph left one piece and it was so good I couldn't resist.

I have been very lazy this weekend, but I am sick damnit! I have a plan to put together a workout program for myself today that I will begin.... today. I need to do more than just walk. I need to make myself stick to something so I can feel more accomplished and less like cutting strips of fat off my body.

Now that would be a good thing.

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Anonymous said…
hey hon! long time no visit. checking in to see how you are. miss you :)
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