Dear Friends,
As if going to bed at 2:30am, the night before company arrives from overseas, was not bad enough, this morning my cleaning lady cancelled on me (something about her husband having a heatstroke).
10:30 - reluctant Body brought out the vacuum cleaner, the mop and the bucket
12:35 - devastated Vanity looked at her hands with tears in her eyes
12:45 - chicken breast, green salad (got to make room for the anticipated intake of sodium and alcohol)
13:15 - Body's growling stomach was silenced with a cup of tea
13:25 - Mind, wanting to take the subway and then the bus to the airport, to meet the cousins from Germany, took pity on both, Body and Vanity, and ordered car service.
15: 00 - an achy Body was dragged up the street for a quick polish change
16:40 - to Vanity's delight, a hot, achy, hungry Body managed to squeeze herself into the designated pair of pants
16:53 - a hurried Mind, with no regard for the hunched over Body, is tapping away with two fingers, to post her blog for today!
16:58 - the phone rings, the car is here
Body already tasting the flavour of cortisol, is thinking of petitioning to change the title of the blog to Honour Thy Body - Really?
45 days left to convince her otherwise.
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