BUYING A LIFE

I really wanted to buy that man's life. The guy in Australia who put his life for sale on eBay. It was his house, his toys, his job, his friends. The whole kit and kaboodle. If I didn't love my kids and suspect my husband wouldn't let me take them out of the country, I would have been in. I'm not even a miserable wretch, I can just see and appreciate how amazing it would be to start over. A whole new world and try it on. Plus, I figured, if it was a bust, it would make a great movie or series of articles. Win, win.

But I didn't.

Instead I joined Curves. A half an hour of exercise 3-5 times a week. I just wasn't able to stick to the easiest diet on the planet and panic is setting in. The reunion is in twelvish weeks and I don't want to be the fat chick...

Curves is fine, just doesn't help much on the eating so I still have red wine and chocolate issues. Nevertheless, I should at least be much more toned by the time I meet my past.


And that for the moment is that... Somebody besides me bought a life in Perth Australia... damn that sounds sweet. XXC