... 5 years have passed since the day I became single again. (No, I don't like using my official marital status. Sounds so dusty, dumpy and finished.)
I must record here that this is the first time that I felt good all day during an anniversary day. I sound very heartless, but I'm not a kind who plays a sentimental sensitive poor thing, you see. I'm more like a weed that always grows back whatever happens to it. (Yes, I can be annoying to some people, too.)
Well, I did not do anything special at all today. Just another Friday, really. Working and looking forward to anther weekend, apart from putting a face on to go grocery-shopping. I mean, for these 2-3 weeks, I've had a tiny lump under my lower eyelid, and did not put any eye-make-up on for a hygiene reason. The cyst was getting smaller, so I decided to paint my face, which was fun even though the colours were nothing new to me. (I was in such an uplifting good mood that I had to buy a bottle of blue nail polish.)
Talking of colours, my wee one told me that her current new best friend, a Lithuanian girl, thought that this purple-red colour was my "natural" hair colour!!!! It is worth dying my hair, indeed.
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