"Left-Overs"

A metaphor for my life.

I've experienced the big day, and now I have stashed what's left in the fridge.  There'll be no more where that came from, so it's time to count up the leftovers, and portion them out gradually.  I have to make them last until the next, proverbial, grocery shopping, trip.

And that's where the analogy falls apart, because in life , unlike groceries, there will be no next, shopping trip.  You only get to do it once (unless you buy the reincarnation thing), and so you better think wisely.

What does kinda work however is the way my feelings about life parallel my current feelings about the holiday season.  In both cases they are mixed.  I'm happy to have the intense part over, while at the same time nervous about what's to come.  Perhaps it's because I've been overeating for years, both figuratively and literally.  I can continue that habit and run out of food, or conversely be too stingy, and end up a miserly anorexic….  Fear of the first, may leave me suffering from the second>

And perhaps stretching my analogy to the limit, there is also the factor of my children.  You see they keep hanging around the house after the party's over, and yes indeed, they are eating my leftovers!!

Speaking of stretching, today was another rest day as I'm trying to be patient with my achilles.  I wonder when I will get fed up enough with these constant little injuries, to actually start stretching regularly.  I'm pretty sure that would prevent most of them in the first place.

And lastly for today, today being December 29th, 2013, I give you this.  It has been exactly 11 years since my life was turned upside down.

Happy birthday Colb!

"Leftovers in their less visible form are called memories. Stored in the refrigerator of the mind and the cupboard of the heart."---Thomas Fuller

Love
Peter