Face Lift

We are all quietly being gassed by our working environment, bandages wrapped tightly around my face, I can't speak, I can't spell. I'm not seen. They ask me not to question them. The management want me to believe they are authentic. Even behind the wheels of their S Class Mercedes. I'm invisible in my cubical. Today the office smells like island Margarita, fresh sea breeze like. I'm not going south anytime soon. I'm not going anywhere except the photocopier room. I can breath there, alone in a room without windows. I miss windows. Sometimes if I get to close and I'll find to courage to leap.

Number of the Day: 50

At boot camp today we did 50 push ups, crunches, lunges, arm curls and more. WOW. I can't believe I did not run today and I slept in, maybe it was body telling me something. I needed to rest. I have been working hard at eating better. I think finally I might have grasped the secret!

This past week has been a difficult one and very testing. I spent most of Tuesday in the bathroom crying. Sometimes your employer is impossible and being his assistant is testing my own mental strength. It is an emotional exercise in patience. In the words of Hemmingway "The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places." So I know I am ok...and I have my five year plan. I look forward to being a life coach, here is the road to my success.

My father sent some chocolates for Easter, they arrived late but I do appreciate the gift. And the box is now empty. I should see them when I go to Vancouver in June.

I am feeling love in my life. I know...it is just circling the airport but should be landing soon!

Places I am thinking of visiting Chile....or New Zealand. I am really stuck on Chile lately....hummm...