that's right kids.
3 months and 10 days. and i'm a free lady. not out of the woods yet though. just getting to the clearing. my hiking boots are wearing in though and i'm getting more acquainted with the comfy sole. gone are the days when blisters would cause me grief for days on end and aching shoulders from the heavy north face backpack would force me to hunch over in pain and not face the 330pm afternoon tea with a brave face.
gone are the days when i will face a blueberry muffin for an in-between snack, or ever for that matter. no more vaalia yoghurts please and if i am confronted with one more berri juice i will behave the way i shouldn't in order to avoid admission to the same ward for other reasons we won't mention. i've seen enough parramatta linen towels to last a lifetime and yes, the $20,000 food trolley is impressive, but i'd much rather get my own dinner now thanks. entertainment factor- HIGH: i did not need to purchase tickets from a booth to see a comedy show and could dress in pyjamas for some serious frolic of the impromptu kind- however, you couldn't pay me to return to that place.
yoop yoop free lady.
