of one week. It was a very enjoyable adventure, even though it was not always easy- a week can seem very long. However, thanks to the support of Thomas, I stuck with it and I had some nice experiences. Of course, nothing spectacular like being discovered as the only living heir to a kingdom and enough money to buy Louboutins for the rest of my life, wear a crown every day and breakfast on Russian caviar and French champagne . And no, the conductors of the world did not come to realise that they absolutely HAVE to book me for concerts, but little things, like making people smile after giving them 3 minutes of my life to listen to their stories, the realization that a bunch of flowers, given in the right spirit can be one of the most beautiful things in the world...and that the purring of the cat can make up for many of life's hardships. Anyway, the week came to an end and somehow I thought that things would carry on from there. Instead I have found myself in a semi permanent depressed state, a frame of mind, which I am more than tired of. I discussed this with Thomas (who is very clever and knows a lot) and he said that, in order to really change something, I would have to stick with it for a space of 30 days without interruption. If I interrupt, I have to start all over again. I decided to take up the challenge. Once we are back from our week's holiday in Mallorca, I intend to post three happy things on Facebook every day for 30 days. We'll see wht happens. Of course it would be more fun if some other crazy person might join me, but I have a sneaky suspicion that I am on my own with this one.
So, until then, I will allow myself some serious wallowing in a semi depressed state, tinged with a good amount of self pity. I mean, EVERYBODY has more fun than I, more friends (well, I do live a very secluded life), no one cares for me, other people get all the good stuff to play. Other people have children (I will have to live with that), nicer kitchens than me, they cook better and have nicer houses and gardens. Other people look nicer, are nicer and have prettier shoes and live in nicer countries where there is an ocean and the sun shines....Yes, I am VERY good at this game ;-)
So here's to some weeks of being happily unhappy and then, who knows.... Maybe I will turn into a beautiful butterfly, or get to wear that crown. Should that be the case, the cat will get her own throne and a diamond neckband.
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