Saturday, September 08, 2012
I'd avoided her for weeks. For a while I didn't see her, hidden away so it was easy for me to forget about her. I had a feeling I knew what she'd say when I saw her again, and I just wasn't ready for that. Not that she's mean or anything, but she's honest with me. Sigh.
Then I saw her again. I just wasn't ready to communicate though, feeling pretty fragile from moving, unpacking, learning a new house and area. So I continued to avoid her, although I could see her out of the corner of my eye every day. Then an emotional switch flipped yesterday and I felt it was time...
I got on the scale and she told me the truth. Doggone, why does she always do that?!
Well, now we're working together again. I don't like what I saw this morning, but it gives me knowledge and courage to face the truth and
And I'm going to do just that. I'm thankful for my bathroom truth speaker!