Most people accepted they were in for a hot, sweaty night. Not one woman, She was very vocal about her displeasure, loudly ranting that it was too hot and that there should be air conditioning, or at least fans on the tables. Fans?? Where does she usually drink? She really annoyed me. Why?
She NEVER took her cardigan off!
It brought to mind the saying 'Accept what you can't change; change what you can't accept.'
It was hot - we couldn't change that so we had to accept it, except she could have changed it (a little, at least) for herself by simply taking off that useless piece of clothing she had wrapped around her shoulders (and before you say, "she might have had nothing under it" - she did)
The reason, I came to realise, why she annoyed me was the fact she was reflecting certain aspects of my own self that I don't like. I'm very overweight and often bitch about it. Let's be clear - I don't like it. But it's within my power to change it - the weightloss fairies aren't going to turn up in the middle of the night and steal the lard that is making me unhappy.
So I must change what I can't accept. It feels like I'm always at this point, the one where I will make the changes and lose the weight - yet somehow I end up forcing food down my neck. It has to stop and it will.
On the writing side of things...
I wrote nothing yesterday for any of my three novels in progress but I did make a start on a project for the website. The project is a flash fiction series with a twist that really appeals to me and hope you will like it too. When I have the first 6 or 7 pieces complete I'll launch it as a weekly series.