Day eleven

A picture of something you hate

... Why would I have a picture of something I hate? I wondered. This was not going to be a good challenge, I thought. I was going to have to take a picture of something I hate. And first I was going to have to wander around my apartment, or somewhere looking for something I hate. This is not a good way to spend your time.

But then I remembered. While in the midst of a bad afternoon yesterday I did take pictures of that experience, in order to send them to Tom, to commiserate with a friend, to make myself feel better. And it worked. He is a great friend.

Here are a few highlights from yesterday afternoon, an experience I hated.

I was tired, drained, sick and lonely. Here I am, in my misery, indulging in chocolate mouse with whipped cream and watching Manhattan Murder Mystery.

Here I am burying my face in a bag of jojos with my new 5-minute haircut which looks like a helmet.

This is what I hate. Being tired and being lonely and not feeling well. And being so much these things that I feel like buying a bunch of junk food and stuffing myself with it while the vegetables in my fridge get sadder and sadder.

But I am blessed, because this all did in fact make me feel better. And I wish I had another one of those pizza pockets now. Yeah... junk food is addictive.