This week so far has not been about pink milkshakes and pink roses. Rather contracts, lawyers, documents and lots of stress and tears.
I can’t believe it is only Tuesday. I’m washed out with a skin that can rival any teenager with acne and in this wet weather in Gauteng my hair is a mess, my size 29 Levis are falling off and I’m just so so tired.
And I can’t run because it is raining the WHOLE time. Makes my stress levels even higher and the swimming pool greener.
So no – not a good week at all. I need prayers – lots and lots and lots of them.
Tomorrow I’ll be able to lift my head again and walk tall but today I just want to wallow for a short while.