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Rated: E · Short Story · Experience · #857413
Having your hopes and joy stolen in a moment
I walked out of our corporate weight watchers meeting feeling good. I lost 7lbs with 13lbs left to get to goal. Thank God the loss came off my fatty areas, which I never thought would happen, how cool is that.

The rest of the work day went like clock work, nothing bothered me. No one can steel my joy! I kept telling my self, after all I'm fine, just simply beautiful.

I walked out of the office for the day slowly, stepping high, as if I were on a run-way, modeling some fab outfit looking like a mil. I kept thinking of how wonderful life is and knowing if you stick to anything, everything can turn around.

It started after my divorce. I began staying at home trying to figure out the next move and how to proceed. I got stuck in a rut, began habits like eating and drinking. Before I know it I was 25lbs overweight and all in the middle. I lost my will to live, thought no one would want me. As I thought of these things it would brought tears to my eyes, and I'd weep.

But today is a new day with a new attitude, after all I lost 7lbs and everything is possible.

On the way home I picked up a thin crust vegie pizza, which I saved all my points, to savor this low calorie treat. I'm going to take a bath, with burning sweet smelling candles,do my feet, arch my eye brows, just have a beauty night, oh and pop in a love story.

Ok, that sounds good, I can't wait to get stated. I remember long ago before i got married, having nights like this, alone and loving it.

I walked in the house and in the corner of my eye I saw something. I shook it off, a minute latter I saw it again. I thought I must be loosing my mind. Before I got to the bedroom a mouse ran across the room, he ran one way and I the other, I yelled, he must have to. I jumped on the couch, thinking what am I going to do.

Suddenly he appeared again, I yelled, what the hell is going on. I don't want to live anymore if I have to live like this. Sweat began to fall as I sank into despair.

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